If I were a butterfly, I'd fly away somewhere where there's a rainbow below the sun, having fun on the run, flying to a new, brighter place, looking for some space, not wanting to get chased anymore -
Leann-2025
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Every rose 🌹 grows differently
Poetryheartbroken depression grief love anxiety. I started writing poetry in 2020 after a rough patch in life so I've decided to share some old and new ones some from my diary I hope you enjoy and feel less alone
