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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Light Mind [ "Poetry" ]
Poetry× I write it all Day and night So my Mind could finally become Light × 'Girl