Sonnet
A Butterfly With Broken Wings
â ď¸đŚâ ď¸đŚâ ď¸đŚâ ď¸đŚâ ď¸ This Broken Butterfly It's Freedom Now Removed To The Earth It Is Tied It Knows That It Is Doomed â ď¸đŚâ ď¸ Fate Has Taken Its Course Confined Now To The Ground Butterfly In The Wars There's No Hope Can Be Found â ď¸đŚâ ď¸ Broken Wings Cannot Fly Exiled From The Great Sky Now Is The Time to Die Forgotten By And By â ď¸đŚâ ď¸ Butterfly, Broken Wings Silence, No Dirge To Sing â ď¸đŚâ ď¸đŚâ ď¸đŚâ ď¸đŚâ ď¸
By Mike Singleton đ Mikeydred about 24 hours ago in Poets


