To butterfly meadow she slowly fluttered
her symmetry was now of body and mind
summer did shine within and without
and those around her bathed in her glow
She could melt the cruellest of hearts
with just a kind smile, her domain was pure
I fell for her deep wonderment and grace
her divinity written in burning stars
With her love no one walked alone
there were no nights of solitude
the fellowship of the good flourished
and laughter echoed all over this land
Then their dependence became her prison
and slowly her light did fade
they drained her not for just moments
but for a year and a day
The land that once was sweet is bitter
and the people here now morn her loss
forgetting they killed her slowly
and their future was the cost
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 7:44 PM UTC
To butterfly meadow she slowly fluttered
her symmetry was now of body and mind
summer did shine within and without
and those around her bathed in her glow
She could melt the cruellest of hearts
with just a kind smile, her domain was pure
I fell for her deep wonderment and grace
her divinity written in burning stars
With her love no one walked alone
there were no nights of solitude
the fellowship of the good flourished
and laughter echoed all over this land
Then their dependence became her prison
and slowly her light did fade
they drained her not for just moments
but for a year and a day
The land that once was sweet is bitter
and the people here now morn her loss
forgetting they killed her slowly
and their future was the cost
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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