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Title: The Butterflies Suicide<-CHECK Out the pic I made it myself and THE MUSIC Sweetening!>
I was there watching it, happening before me.
A nobody Invited to this.
A stranger partaking allowed into a new world.
The scandalous hand-n-hand with the rebellious.
The soiree an overcrowded gathering of masques in a ballroom.
All in array of gowns and tuxedos.
They spin and spun evoked in this facade of a hypothesized sync.
The Music a melodies quiet lullaby..
The room enveloping into a wicked delirium of distortions.
The amusing laughs loudly overplayed.
The flirtatious a forced torque of overbearing.
The guest were consumed clown facing as victories unable to control the sudden.
Free will of themselves only self aware of a situation uncontrollable.
Mocking up they're trepidations.
The dangerously curious daring to know, but were perceived only in bewilderment isolates.
The pretty of them turned damn ugly vastly as a circus of visitors invaded working the cheap trick of magic turned real.
They depicted this fooling gamble of an actual con fluctuated.
The intentions clear of a malice ringleader host's whose a committed covet.
It was this that the Pronounced King juggled the salvation of the marvelous misfortune of these mistreats.
I stood muted a witness, as painted smiles were becoming pained attempts.
The preciously moved never stopping pace with one and other.
That's when something ruptured through fracturing the slip screen of illusions hologram..
It caught sight fluttering as if confetti that never fell down but moved and swayed.
Its presence to be seen in this scene of murderous attain.
An innocence reeling violating an unwelcome breaking through.
It come to this playground of horror contrasting to the glitter and glamor a liberator.
I watched as it was memorizing to none but one as I followed in refuge.
It burst broken crestfallen this smoke and mirrors charade of the damnable cheap tricksters.
A crippled, weakling ..fighting for its privilege to live a life. If only in its effective fly..
The Barons rendezvous no longer had its ascent afflict on me as I passed transparent to the outside.
As I stepped away no longer witness but an observer to slow desecration's of living to dying.
Of a Massacre mass murder of those enlisted to the v.i.p.
They wavered around each other neglected of the footprints turned crimson red in steps of two.
The sinister Villain mischievously tracing them to die in duos.
A ballet of bitter sweetness tragedy as they're screaming in silence.
As I saw the pinned stricken butterfly glint on my shoulder then disappear.
And The window dimmed and the curtains closed in a glimpse ..
Of the Suicidal homicide of a fallen ballerina and her partner in echos embraced muted.
A robbery of the butterflies freedom redemption...and the damnation of those imposed in song and dance.
As The Melancholy melody descendant into oblivion's noise...
I caught sight of the wicked silhouettes of those refrained unbounded monsters in they're
blood shed sinister sinful grins as they went with the butterflies up into the air............
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