Dec 2014
In my past
life
I was a painting
an oil
dripping off the
palette knife
of some
one who believed
in love and
the beauty of
a butterfly
who can't sit still
for anything, but
flowers.
life
I was a painting
an oil
dripping off the
palette knife
of some
one who believed
in love and
the beauty of
a butterfly
who can't sit still
for anything, but
flowers.
