i am on a dark path
of finding the girl
that embodies me with
warmth.
the old me,
searching for my way back.
but i fear
that i can longer
touch
or feel the innocence
that was radiating off of her.
i am nothing but a butterfly now
when i was only a caterpillar then.
however,
my body feels more like a moth
in search for light
that could kill me.
instead of the beauty
that i could potentially possess.
-zmh
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drops of champagne
Poeziedrops of champagne stains my skin, as memories of your lips burn with each passing sip as i float down to hell with you. DISCLAIMER: if you see any grammar mistakes, i do apologize but also let me know so that i am able to fix them as soon as pos...
