Fleeting like butterflies
As they dance around the air,
We wish to go back.
But then we just realize
that their wings are just the sparkling imitations of one's self.
- Title: Memories
- Artist: xl-Kuma-lx
It's a poem, I did a while back.
It seems lots and lots of people don't seem to get it.
Hope you like it.. ^^;; and I know it's quite short.
(I hate making poems)
- Date: 02/16/2010
- Tags: poetrybutterfliesmemories