<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>

<rss version="2.0" xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:creativeCommons="http://backend.userland.com/creativeCommonsRssModule">
    <channel>
        <title>deviantART: gallery:ebonbutterflywings/23992370</title>
        <link>http://search.deviantart.com/?q=gallery:ebonbutterflywings/23992370&amp;section=</link>
        <description>deviantART RSS for gallery:ebonbutterflywings/23992370</description>
        <language>en-us</language>
        <copyright>Copyright 2013, deviantART.com</copyright>

        <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 03:19:22 PDT</pubDate>        
        <generator>deviantART.com</generator>
        <docs>http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss</docs>
        <atom:icon>http://st.deviantart.net/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png</atom:icon>
        <atom:link href="http://backend.deviantart.com/rss.xml?q=gallery%3Aebonbutterflywings%2F23992370&amp;type=deviation" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
                    <item>
                <title>Love is Never Enough</title>
                <link>http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/Love-is-Never-Enough-174014353</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/Love-is-Never-Enough-174014353</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Aug 2010 15:06:56 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Love is Never Enough</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>adult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Free Verse">literature/poetry/emotional/freeverse</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">EbonButterflyWings</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/b/ebonbutterflywings.jpg?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~EbonButterflyWings</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I am really hesitant to post this up, but a few people like it so I decided to. It's something I vaugely remember writing, but I get hit with inspiration around 2-3am so I just end up getting up, pouring out an entire poem, and going back to bed. <br /><br />Obviously I was raised to believe that love is never enough, it's the other things that are important. Anyone can claim to be in love and many people associate sex with love. I don't. But I've seen the aftermath of those that do, and this if for them, I think. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ so build me a bed out of all those romance novels<br />where happily ever after is the result<br />no matter how it's written or hidden behind other words.<br />Spread the blood that has pumped from every broken heart<br />that never was mended by love, <br />saturate the pages<br />and take the tears that fell from eyes<br />(eyes like the ocean, eyes like the night sky, eyes like whatever)<br />that no one stopped with gentle fingers<br />or kissed away with soft loving lips<br />and use those tears as lube while you degrade me.<br />Don't make love to me<br />fuck me atop it all<br />record it to put online or show to your friends<br />that pathetic woman that did whatever you ask,<br />and when it ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ I am really hesitant to post this up, but a few people like it so I decided to. It's something I vaugely remember writing, but I get hit with inspiration around 2-3am so I just end up getting up, pouring out an entire poem, and going back to bed. <br /><br />Obviously I was raised to believe that love is never enough, it's the other things that are important. Anyone can claim to be in love and many people associate sex with love. I don't. But I've seen the aftermath of those that do, and this if for them, I think. ]]></description>            </item>
            <item>
                <title>Words of Power</title>
                <link>http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/Words-of-Power-171729287</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/Words-of-Power-171729287</guid>
                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2010 21:14:29 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Words of Power</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Free Verse">literature/poetry/emotional/freeverse</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">EbonButterflyWings</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/b/ebonbutterflywings.jpg?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~EbonButterflyWings</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ My sweet prince, you are the one. ~ Placebo ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ And Again<br />You spoke<br /><br />your words wrapping around me in a song<br />transforming me, changing me, spinning me<br />into a goddess, radiant, beautiful, beaming<br />a unicorn, delicate, special, and cherished<br />each word was a promise of love eternal<br />I was to loved and be loved forever.<br /><br />Then I heard the words you spoke of<br />knowing me, hating me, shaming me,<br />just a human, flawed, fragile, sinning<br />a mare, abused, tired, and neglected<br />feeding the worms inside my belly<br />with love that never nourishes me.<br /><br />I wait for you to change once again<br />hoping you, wishing you, needing you,<br />knowing you were under some horrible spell<br />and time, perhaps, could fix you<br /> ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ My sweet prince, you are the one. ~ Placebo ]]></description>            </item>
            <item>
                <title>Dominoes</title>
                <link>http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/Dominoes-170202981</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/Dominoes-170202981</guid>
                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Jul 2010 17:03:56 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Dominoes</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Free Verse">literature/poetry/emotional/freeverse</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">EbonButterflyWings</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/b/ebonbutterflywings.jpg?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~EbonButterflyWings</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ "and bad mistakes, I've made a few" ~Queen ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ I never meant for this to happen<br />  but one touch<br />           one mistake<br />   has sent my life spiraling<br />   in a chain reaction<br />dominoes falling<br />      one <br />        by<br />          one <br />in a spiraling design<br />  only seen from the outside<br />    while I am trapped within<br />      only able to see the destruction<br />   caused by choices <br />     that seemed like a good idea<br />       at the time ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ "and bad mistakes, I've made a few" ~Queen ]]></description>            </item>
            <item>
                <title>Susie's never been loved</title>
                <link>http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/Susie-s-never-been-loved-163876117</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/Susie-s-never-been-loved-163876117</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 12 May 2010 22:36:43 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Susie's never been loved</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>adult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Free Verse">literature/poetry/emotional/freeverse</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">EbonButterflyWings</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/b/ebonbutterflywings.jpg?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~EbonButterflyWings</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ The first line is similar to a song, but I never got to hear the rest so I made it up. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Susie says she's never been in love<br />but every night she sits by her window<br />staring at stars he's staring at too<br />(laying back while a nymph rides him)<br />thinking of the love she's searching for<br />in all the wrong places<br />with all the wrong people,<br />hoping skin to skin contact<br />will bring love like osmosis.<br />All the while he thinks of porn<br />naked pictures of hopeless girls<br />staring into the lens with empty eyes<br />touching themselves with numb hands<br />remembering the twisted affection<br />that smelled like hope<br />wishing for a chance<br />to return to a bedroom<br />staring at stars<br />dreaming of falling in love ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ The first line is similar to a song, but I never got to hear the rest so I made it up. ]]></description>            </item>
            <item>
                <title>A Hole in the Heart</title>
                <link>http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/A-Hole-in-the-Heart-163876219</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/A-Hole-in-the-Heart-163876219</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 12 May 2010 22:38:18 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">A Hole in the Heart</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>adult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Free Verse">literature/poetry/emotional/freeverse</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">EbonButterflyWings</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/b/ebonbutterflywings.jpg?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~EbonButterflyWings</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ There are many women who look to men to fulfill themselves when it's impossible to ever have it work. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ She was born with a hole inside her<br />Invisible but there, it's true.<br />She felt like a ghost of a person<br />and vowed to fix her wound.<br /><br />It began with objects and bobbles<br />first toys and dolls and clothes<br />They did nothing to make it better<br />instead the hole seemed to grow<br /><br />Then she discovered the boys<br />with words so nice and sweet<br />finally, she thought, a solution<br />they must have what she needs<br /><br />She let them touch and own her<br />she gave them whatever they want<br />her body, her time, her worth<br />living the life of bon vivant<br /><br />Time passed by slowly<br />and the hole, it still grew<br />Instead of loved and cherished<br />she knew instead she was used<br /><br />She was bo ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ There are many women who look to men to fulfill themselves when it's impossible to ever have it work. ]]></description>            </item>
            <item>
                <title>Nothing Changes</title>
                <link>http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/Nothing-Changes-163876366</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/Nothing-Changes-163876366</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 12 May 2010 22:41:10 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Nothing Changes</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>adult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Free Verse">literature/poetry/emotional/freeverse</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">EbonButterflyWings</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/b/ebonbutterflywings.jpg?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~EbonButterflyWings</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Some memories will always hurt. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[            "Nothing ever changes" she says aloud<br />               for no real reason, except to watch<br />          the words rise high into the sky like hopes.<br />           she's supposed to have them, she knows<br />          She's 21 and has a whole life ahead of her,<br />          a taut young body and a bright young mind,<br />              and memories, those damn memories<br />                 that rot her out from the inside. ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Some memories will always hurt. ]]></description>            </item>
            <item>
                <title>Missing You</title>
                <link>http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/Missing-You-23424034</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/Missing-You-23424034</guid>
                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2005 01:32:39 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Missing You</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Free Verse">literature/poetry/romantic/other/open</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">EbonButterflyWings</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/b/ebonbutterflywings.jpg?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com">Copyright 2005-2013 ~EbonButterflyWings</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I wrote this, obviously about a guy that I miss. He's currently in another state on the other side of the country, and I miss him so much.<br />
<br />
Critiques welcome. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ When the breeze moves I feel your breath on my skin,<br />And the caress of the sun is your love<br />I can hear the whisper of your voice dancing in my heart<br />And I long for your gentle embrace<br />Because I'm lonely right now, isolated from within<br />And somehow between the laughter and tears<br />You managed to grant my heart butterfly wings,<br />Rather than the sfot but steel centered angel variety<br />These wings are gossamer thin and leave a silver wake<br />A path through crowded streets to your form<br />But I am trapped here and now in the cold walls<br />Fluorescent lights clicking like softly chattering computer keys<br />Wishing, longing, desperate for your touch<br />And  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ I wrote this, obviously about a guy that I miss. He's currently in another state on the other side of the country, and I miss him so much.<br />
<br />
Critiques welcome. ]]></description>            </item>
            <item>
                <title>Hiding in Black and White</title>
                <link>http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/Hiding-in-Black-and-White-37788753</link>
                <guid isPermaLink="true">http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com/art/Hiding-in-Black-and-White-37788753</guid>
                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Aug 2006 19:30:57 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Hiding in Black and White</media:title>
        <media:keywords></media:keywords>
                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Free Verse">literature/poetry/humanity/open</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">EbonButterflyWings</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/e/b/ebonbutterflywings.jpg?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://ebonbutterflywings.deviantart.com">Copyright 2006-2013 ~EbonButterflyWings</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Wrote this during one of those ever heartbreaking fights with my boyfriend where he asks, begs, or demands I explain how I feel and I have nothing at all to say. <br />
<br />
Amazing how a girl who can go on and on for 16 hours straight in conversation can be struck dumb the moment a large amount of emotion hits. <br />
<br />
I'm lucky to have him. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Dotted i <br />   crossed t<br />   hiding in the black and white world<br /><br />   No tears to blur pages<br />   isolation and solitude<br />   in the<br />               letter <br />           by<br />   letter<br /><br />   protection of verbs<br />       nouns<br />           commas<br />                personification<br /><br />   my companionable silence<br />   with a word processor<br /><br />   protection against the burst<br />     the explosion<br />        agony ripping through my  heart<br />            threatening to release<br /><br />   onomonopea sighs<br />      desolate adjectives<br />         Saviors of forshadowing <br />         in the onminous siilence of the afternoon.<br /><br />   Comfort me in precision<br />   shelter me in the victory<br />  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Wrote this during one of those ever heartbreaking fights with my boyfriend where he asks, begs, or demands I explain how I feel and I have nothing at all to say. <br />
<br />
Amazing how a girl who can go on and on for 16 hours straight in conversation can be struck dumb the moment a large amount of emotion hits. <br />
<br />
I'm lucky to have him. ]]></description>            </item>
    </channel>
</rss>