Dances through the pain

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In the realm of a pink hue,stays a story untold,
a heart shattered,
feeling like a quake of the earth,

a butterfly died,
crumbled under the ideas of an ideal world,

cramping it's soul for a lifetime,
wishing for love to come, soon anytime,

Lost in the verses of its bittersweet song,
It finds strength in the places where it belongs.

But it dances through the pain,
finds a new rhythm in the pouring rain,

May it shine once again, to look at the sunshine,
to feel happy, like eating a pink sprinkled donut,
perfectly divine

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