A Poem By Me

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Butterflies

Butterflies

Such lovely little things

So lovely so innocent

Oh, but when they're

In places they're not

Supposed to be? 

They sting

They take over everything

Your heart

Your mind

Your appetite 

Your soul

Your life!

There is, of course, a way

A way to get rid 

Of these pleasant 

Little nightmares

Only, you can't do it yourself

Someone must get of rid

Of them for you

That is the only way

Though, it's quite funny

To think that the only person 

Able to remove them

Is the one feeding them.




P.S. this was for my ELA class, yeah, judge me in the comments

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