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Moth

I just wanna go drive, see the night

wanna go drive, and find a light

take a small stop at the corner store

get my fix and i'll buzz off

 

as I fly through the air

I find a draft and settle down

It takes me into a bright lit room

flutter around, make no sound

 

I feel a sting and I feel a stir

the air beneath me brings me down

I have a sense, I have an urge,

with one last breath, they purge

 

The striking force crushes my limbs

I can't go on with out my limbs!

I catch a drift once again,

leave my legs and find a spot

 

one with comfort and one with light

A lovely spot to nestle

The beam I see is much to bright

with an everlasting hustle

 

One last glance I see the mess

my body is quite spattered

I know now that this is the light

to which I have been after

 

One to bear my dreams unto

and one that holds my memories

the one that shall forgive me of

my bitter life's tragedies

 

I say farewell to all that see

and those that care to ponder

the useless life of an innocent bug

squashed and wings tattered

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Written by
j-colin
American
Published
Feb 9, 2011
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Notes

An homage to the bug I killed the other night, may he or she rest in pieces

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