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I choose anger instead of sorrow I prefer madness over sadness I never want to be a victim. cover © : SIILDA

Butterflies Wings

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by TragicallyDesired

by TragicallyDesired

You used to say that if I wanted to know myself more ,I had to approach the sun.

And if I wanted to know you,I had to get closer to the sun even more.

I approached, closer and closer, unafraid,

Looking into her eyes,

Until I burned myself and all the butterflies around me.

Yet I couldn't see you clearly.

I couldn't see the deceit and wickedness,

As if my eyes were filled with the ashes of burnt butterflies wings.