i have these bright orange butterflies burning in my chest
they're begging to be let out
i have these beautiful orange butterflies pounding their wings begging to meet you
i have these orange butterflies running out of breath
they're pleading to hold you
begging to feel you
i have these bright orange butterflies fluttering against my chest
they're replacing everything i thought i knew
these bright orange butterflies causing floods in my veins
i have these fiery orange butterflies throbbing in my head
they're replacing all my thoughts with images of you
i have these vibrant orange butterflies fighting against my agony
they're fighting against everything i know
i have these bright orange butterflies burning in my chest
and they're burning only for you
YOU ARE READING
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Poetryshe/her i've been trying to grow into my own person and be who i need to be for myself, it's been hard work but everything has been worth it. my writing continues to be a look into my life, the parts i'm always too scared to show the world. i don't...
