My true butterfly
Now she has fluttered away
Her true butterfly
Her true butterfly
She was once my butterfly
My true butterfly
My true butterfly
Now I saw she never left
Her true butterfly
Her true butterfly
No she was already dead
My true butterfly
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What Is Loving Too Much?
PoetryA series of Haikus, entwined with guilt, crime, life, death but most of all, love. After all, what is life if you don't ending up loving 'too much.'
