"Last night, we talked, you smile at me and butterfly perched on your shoulder. It was beautiful, until I woke up and cry. God, I hope she's the one."
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BUTTERFLY - LOVE
PoesíaIn the beginning, I obey the heavy rain blindly. Now you're the hero of my book, the villain in the chapters, and the pain causing me art. This kind of art I am making is my favorite phase 'cause I feel everything all at once and it's all because of...
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"Last night, we talked, you smile at me and butterfly perched on your shoulder. It was beautiful, until I woke up and cry. God, I hope she's the one."