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Nov 2012
I lied,
That butterfly didn't fly away.
It died,
Because I couldn't keep that promise.

I'm sorry,
It hurts.
I can't keep pretending,
I am not okay.

It's getting harder,
To fake a smile.
I am not happy,
Not at home at least.

So butterfly,
You didn't fly away.
But a new one is there,
In hopes to live.
Kendra Hall
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Kendra Hall  Places
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   ---, Sammi, Anon C and Timothy
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