Butterflies

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Must I finally let go?
Open my palms, and release the love I clung to
Which was as agile as a doe
But alas, the time has met its end

And it would fly away like butterflies
Yet I still love you, that can't change

I will never forget you
That is goddamn near impossible
I'll still cherish the words you said to me one day
Those words I wrapped around my soul

The words

"I love you."

Because after all

I love you too.

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