just use the line somewhere in the poem
Making an exibition of myself
By Zizzel on May 19th 2009, mid-morning.on topic Melting like butter
A thousand eyes laughing at me
as I scramble and flee
my life is melting like butter
and i'm so scared i slur and stutter
what happens to me now, i ask
as my teachers have broken out of their kind mask
i'll think 'bout that when i'm out of here
for now, i'll just give in to fear
as I scramble and flee
my life is melting like butter
and i'm so scared i slur and stutter
what happens to me now, i ask
as my teachers have broken out of their kind mask
i'll think 'bout that when i'm out of here
for now, i'll just give in to fear
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you make me melt like butter
By lostgirltd on May 19th 2009, mid-afternoon.on topic Melting like butter
once i felt so sure you loved me and made me melt like butter
i thought for sure...
you are the one for me
because no one i have ever met has ever made
me melt like butter before
the way you have me
swooning is so hard to come by in this world
the feelings you make me have are so strong i cant help but melt like butter
when you stare into my eyes i cant help but melt like butter
im melting like butter and you are making me feel like a puddle of it
every time i see you
im melting like butter
you penetrate my heart and every thought of you makes me melt like butter
i thought for sure...
you are the one for me
because no one i have ever met has ever made
me melt like butter before
the way you have me
swooning is so hard to come by in this world
the feelings you make me have are so strong i cant help but melt like butter
when you stare into my eyes i cant help but melt like butter
im melting like butter and you are making me feel like a puddle of it
every time i see you
im melting like butter
you penetrate my heart and every thought of you makes me melt like butter
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freewrite; about melting butter. lol
By doodlebug1234 on May 19th 2009, early evening.on topic Melting like butter
his words,
melted me like butter,
softening at the edges,
tiny droplets
inconsequensial
or so i thought
a few more
two's company
three's a crowd
like teeny crevices
in the earth
spreading
expanding
the oily, yellow quietness
protruding from
the mainland
slithering
flowing
across the floor
driping
into crevaces
uh-oh
a turn for the worse
sizzling
spurting
fizzing
a callased exterior
like butch ladies
in drugged-up gas stations
burnt.
smoked.
crinkled
like unforgiven
lies.
lies that drip from your lips
(like melted butter)
what a coinsidence
melted me like butter,
softening at the edges,
tiny droplets
inconsequensial
or so i thought
a few more
two's company
three's a crowd
like teeny crevices
in the earth
spreading
expanding
the oily, yellow quietness
protruding from
the mainland
slithering
flowing
across the floor
driping
into crevaces
uh-oh
a turn for the worse
sizzling
spurting
fizzing
a callased exterior
like butch ladies
in drugged-up gas stations
burnt.
smoked.
crinkled
like unforgiven
lies.
lies that drip from your lips
(like melted butter)
what a coinsidence
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My New Best Friend.
By vixann on May 20th 2009, early evening.on topic Melting like butter
Oh God, the timer has already started.
I always doubted you.
I dont even know why.
I never really gave you a chance on the inside.
Like when we touched, there was no spark
And when we kissed, I felt nothing.
I know its a horrible confession to make,
but that's just the way i felt.
Even though from the moment I met you,
I felt deep inside, something new,
something waking to life.
It wasnt till that day, when the sky rained and rained that I did see another side of you,
I found another side of me too.
It's something exciting.
It's something grand.
I had you melting like butter,
right in the palm of my hand.
And though the time goes on,
and I'm running short,
thank you,
thank you
for showing me this new side.
I hope to never hide again.
For you are, if anything, my new best friend.
I always doubted you.
I dont even know why.
I never really gave you a chance on the inside.
Like when we touched, there was no spark
And when we kissed, I felt nothing.
I know its a horrible confession to make,
but that's just the way i felt.
Even though from the moment I met you,
I felt deep inside, something new,
something waking to life.
It wasnt till that day, when the sky rained and rained that I did see another side of you,
I found another side of me too.
It's something exciting.
It's something grand.
I had you melting like butter,
right in the palm of my hand.
And though the time goes on,
and I'm running short,
thank you,
thank you
for showing me this new side.
I hope to never hide again.
For you are, if anything, my new best friend.
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melting like butter
By black-phenoqu on May 22nd 2009, mid-afternoon.on topic Melting like butter
my life is draining
draining
draining
all my energy is draining away from me!
i tried to hold it all together, but it all fell apart,
my sanity is melting. like butter in the sun
all hope of a new beginning, flushed down the drain
and now i have nothing to hold on to, and i am drowning
i fall on my knees, and scream
to "god"
to my "friends"
to the world
"i give up!"
apparently, you don't hear me
because you don't do anything!
you just sit there and laugh at my suffering
i can't believe this is happening again!
draining
draining
all my energy is draining away from me!
i tried to hold it all together, but it all fell apart,
my sanity is melting. like butter in the sun
all hope of a new beginning, flushed down the drain
and now i have nothing to hold on to, and i am drowning
i fall on my knees, and scream
to "god"
to my "friends"
to the world
"i give up!"
apparently, you don't hear me
because you don't do anything!
you just sit there and laugh at my suffering
i can't believe this is happening again!
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Imaginary Friend
By Tallullah on May 23rd 2009, mid-afternoon.on topic Melting like butter
My imagination is like an
untrained canine
running
away, without a lead.
Away from sight,
and civilised world.
Maybe.
Or maybe not?
Is it by some good purpose
that you lead me,
through the thorns of thoughts
and bristles of ideas
like clouded smoke
trying to grab my feet..
That you lead me to this figure.
With his amber eyes and crooked smile
that is everything I wished for
and makes me melt like butter.
Melting, hotly and turning to liquid.
Changing state
and shape
and for no other reason
than to melt again tomorrow.
untrained canine
running
away, without a lead.
Away from sight,
and civilised world.
Maybe.
Or maybe not?
Is it by some good purpose
that you lead me,
through the thorns of thoughts
and bristles of ideas
like clouded smoke
trying to grab my feet..
That you lead me to this figure.
With his amber eyes and crooked smile
that is everything I wished for
and makes me melt like butter.
Melting, hotly and turning to liquid.
Changing state
and shape
and for no other reason
than to melt again tomorrow.
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thawed
By sharptooth on June 10th 2009, late morning.on topic Melting like butter
the tension grew, and grew hotter
and my guard started melting like butter over
steaming noodles, or ice cubes on the patio,
in mid-summer sun.
there was a puddle of insecurities on the floor,
so i just mopped them up
hoping you hadn't noticed.
and my guard started melting like butter over
steaming noodles, or ice cubes on the patio,
in mid-summer sun.
there was a puddle of insecurities on the floor,
so i just mopped them up
hoping you hadn't noticed.
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