ACT ONE
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—The Butterfly—
Remade,
redone,
experimented,
tormented,
she was reborn.
Gunshots and poisonous gas,
chokeholds and a knife slash.
Could she ever be forgiven of her sins,
the blood she had spilled are in tins.
Nightmares,
screaming,
dreaming,
empty.
With everyday to the light
she walk towards,
hoping one day she can finally break forth.
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The poem is made by me, please don't plagiarize my work. Thank you.
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APODEMIA ➣ ||P. PARKER||
Fanfiction(Discontinued) ❝No matter who saves me, who helps me, I will just remain as a weapon, and the same goes for you.❞ A girl, whose parents both worked as HYDRA scientists dragged her into a newly formed program of HYDRA: the Rebirth Program. She...
