Death of a butterfly.
- Imran Tabet
- Nov 11, 2022
- 1 min read
Worn out by dreams
My burnt wings fall
On the desolate soil
Of my untended esteem
Worms feast on my flesh
Once lavish and radiant
Now a pile of meat
Rotting in the abyss
A life that is wasted
A Love not lived
You left me naked
Under the burning sun.
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