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Butterflies

July 4, 2011
By MargoinAgloe BRONZE, Paoli, Pennsylvania
MargoinAgloe BRONZE, Paoli, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
Love is not something optional, or controled. It is the werewolf inside of you.


Where was I
When they came
To take you away?
My imagination
Has hidden me
From the light
I'm never letting go
Of your hand
Its already gone
It's already cold
But I won't let the fine-tuned details
Escape my mind
Emily
I wanted her to fall in love,
Especially with me.
To dance in the beams of the moon
That's made from paper mache.
I never had the courage to ask her to dinner
Or even to dance.
I hit the bottom
Of the sky.
When I saw Emily
Kiss herself away.
Would you know?
You can drown in the party lights...
And that you could rise
Higher
Than any moon?
I do.
When the butterflies flew your way
After passing mine,
I knew that it was right about time
To say goodbye.
Yet, I refused
Because it is so much harder
To forget than forgive.


The author's comments:
This piece is about Emily, the love of my life, and how I lost her to someone else because I didn't let her know that I loved her. Always let someone know if you love them, or risk watching them love someone else.

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