Don't worry she's just a butterfly in the making
She's shattering to pieces, yes, she's quickly breaking
She's going to hide herself in her little cocoon
Sleep forever and forget life's dull tune
Decaying slowly to the symphonies of time
Watch her corpse become filthy with grime
She might emerge or she might not
She's of an endangered species that cannot be caught
Her wings are clipped and the executioner is her mind
Today you lose a butterfly rare and one of a kind
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Hidden Meanings (✔)
PoetryHer words were laced with hidden meanings. 1ST PLACE WINNER OF THE CAR AWARDS 2017 start: 3/3/2017 COVER ART: KELOGSLOOPS 2022 Edit: MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING FOR MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES (+MENTIONS OF SELF-HARM!) I...
