Squashed on the ceiling. My little fly. Your butterfly has flown.
I see. I saw. A horrible scene. Rubbish rules that refuse to be. I before e except after. Any time. A time. To be left or not to be. See you some other time. Time to forget what has gone. Time to get gone. Get out. Get in. Side by side. I see. I saw. A horrible scene. A vision now known, and yet still now unseen.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
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2 comments:
Sounds like a sad tale, was it first an accident?, and perhaps then a suicide?, poor little butterfly, but more poor lonely fly.
What happened Jane. Did you drop off the earth?
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