I caught a glimpse,
a butterfly net.
Your beauty destroyed
placard beauty, beset.
Flayed wings and
long body at rest,
all to see.
Why can't they
just leave you to
flutter,
to
be.
Kaydee.
Mar 14, 2021
Mar 14, 2021 at 10:35 AM UTC
I caught a glimpse,
a butterfly net.
Your beauty destroyed
placard beauty, beset.
Flayed wings and
long body at rest,
all to see.
Why can't they
just leave you to
flutter,
to
be.
Kaydee.
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