Trapped in the butterflies beating wing
Left in an ocean unable to swim
Caged in a living cell,
bored and mundane
Where every day reads the same
And every night I lose my name,
then lose again.
Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 8:23 PM UTC
Trapped in the butterflies beating wing
Left in an ocean unable to swim
Caged in a living cell,
bored and mundane
Where every day reads the same
And every night I lose my name,
then lose again.
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