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Apr 2017
You say you have
Glitter butterflies
Tinglies in there
Oh, you've evicted the butterflies princess
Those are storms coming
This is the eye of it
Wait till your captain steers the ship
Towards that looming dark cloud
You will beg me for butterflies little bug
You would beg for a swarm of bees
In exchange
for the beating you've earned

From me
then your captain
Nicholas Mercier Coulombe
Written by
Nicholas Mercier Coulombe  25/M/Maine
(25/M/Maine)   
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