The swish of the blade
The sound of butterfly wings
The color of hope draining fast
I cut the sky open,
Letting it bleed blue,
Not crimson.
I never knew that
Sun rays drip like mercury.
I wish I had laser vision
To cut through the walls
You put up inside, around you,
Made of clay and dust
The remains of broken friendship.
I never knew that
The heart could be blind.
The walls would melt
If there were rain
But there has been a drought
The grass has dried up
The sea is nothing but salt
And the birds lie flightless on the sand.
I never knew that
Tears could take years to fall.
I tried to make wings
To fly over the walls to find you,
Hidden in your oasis of solitarity
Playing cards by yourself.
I would run in and save the day
By the pure force of determination alone.
You make a paper house
Out of kings and jokers
But when will it fall?
I never knew that
The mind could give way so fast.
I think back to the times
When our laughter, combined as one,
Rang over the hills and through the windows
Of the houses of our loved ones.
And they would smile and laugh along
I remember one time when you called my mother, “Mom.”
And when I walked through your back door and cried,
“I’m home!”
I never knew that
Memories couldn’t last into the present.
The wings are ragged, worn with care
Crafted out of magazines and newspaper
They are full of lies
Shallow and deceitful
And I look down at the feathers
Of words and false truths,
And they remind me of you.
I never knew that
Childhood dreams could be downed
With a single blow.
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Hello GriffinClaw,
This is Magenta. I'm sure that you remember my last review so I'll try harder this time. I thought that this was a very well-written poem. This poem is practically a metaphor in itself.
"The wings are ragged, worn with care
Crafted out of magazines and newspaper
They are full of lies
Shallow and deceitful
And I look down at the feathers
Of words and false truths,
And they remind me of you."
These are my favorite lines of the poem! Great job with this writing.
I have only one thing to ask you. Why did you have some lines on the right side? If you wanted them to be more noticed, I would put them in the middle or something other than that because I didn't see them until I started writing this. Anyway, great writing.
- Magenta
Thank you Magenta! I worked very hard on this poem. I put those lines at the right because I felt they were more of an echo of what was already being said, so they didn't need as much attention as the main poem. Thanks so much for the review.
I really am sorry for before. I overreacted, I was having a bad day. You really have improved. 
I understand now! Don't worry about that.
Glad you are on the winning team!
~ Magenta
You just described it in ways I never thought imaginable. It's amazing, inspiring.
Good job, Griff! This is great! I really don't feel the need to review, it is so great. Perfection. I really like your favorite line,
Good job!
~Racket
Wow, Griff. I can't even review this, it's too perfect. Seriously, you deserve a standing ovation for this or something. It's magnificent...
Thank you!
That makes me really happy, coming from a great writer like you. 
This was just...absolutely beautiful. Magnificent.
I think my most favorite part would have to be:
"The wings are ragged, worn with care
Crafted out of magazines and newspaper
They are full of lies
Shallow and deceitful
And I look down at the feathers
Of words and false truths,
And they remind me of you."
Your words flow together perfectly.
And I just love how you ended it.
I think that you're awesome.
And you're a really, really good writer.
Thank you for sharing your work with it.
I loved reading it.
Thank you so much!
Speechless ...
Thanks! XD
You have quite the talent for writing! I really enjoyed reading this!
I didn't realize there were more stanzas on the far right till I got into it, maybe it's just me, but if they were more centered they wouldn't be missed?
I love the imagery that's throughout this piece. The walls melting, the drought, birds on the sand....
I love this line: "Hidden in your oasis of solitarity."
Each stanza is great! Great job! Keep writing, you're fun to read!
Thank you!