□Butterflies□

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I tried to catch the butterflies in my stomach

and tell them to not be so daring

I tried to hold onto them

so the feeling would last longer

but the cruel reality came

and tore their wings off

that moved so softly against my skin

leaving small scraches

but never scars

now all of this is a just a vivid memory

tragedy

they died leaving me full of anxiety.

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