Wings in Rhyme, by BrokenButterflyWings
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Persistant wings of butterflies
Flying in their empty skies
With only unnatural dealings
In my mixed-up feelings
All they want is freedom
To create their own dream kingdom
Just a few small words and they'll be free
But those small words are hard for me
I have to say them, have to tell you
I love you
Now they're free those butterflies
Free to fly in open skies |
Posted: 2009-05-16 12:18:02 UTC |
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