horoscopes and fireflies

Nothing but deeply graced butterflies
milk grows
green moldy knots

aging as time goes forward
wrinkles
mean
unfolding this sword of hope

leave purple alone
what did his ears ever do to you?

time cannot be stopped
as we age
with black weird spots

stabbed vicious in the heart several times
the thought of your love in my mind

danger lurks around every corner
like kids in lucky charms
old cerial, the taste as it hits my taste glands

beware of the knife wigglethorf as he cuts to the arm
brusing red arteries
as he continues to slash violently

what more can you do but fight back
nothing
ever
stopping this pain

You never give up
but a car hits you and gives a lump to your head
no your not just yet dead

Even in times of desperation
fight back with all your might
night
you will see the dim light

look throught the horoscope
and see the firefly
look at the beauty
dont give up this fight in the night
-Undertaker