Broken
She was a lovely butterfly,
but she had a broken wing,
and all anybody wanted was a perfect thing.
The Caterpillar
The Caterpillar wanted nothing more then to fly.
But it's wings were still hidden away within it's soul.
It tried to fly too early.
And now it will never float on it's beautiful wings.
But for one moment it was happy.
Flight
The butterfly had fallen before.
Fallen far,
Fallen hard,
Been hurt.
But still she took flight again,
Because she knew that was her purpose,
And she would always keep her hope.
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A Dash of Lemon
PoetryThis is a bunch of random poetry I wrote. Key word being random. Some of it kind of has a story continuing from my other poetry book, (Backwards Lemons) but it's not super important. Some of it's insane, some of it's random, some of it's crazy, and...
