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May 2013
The butterflies quickly manifest into pain,
and empty tears had no place to go
other than a soggy pillow case.
No should to cry on,
no safe place to fall.
Just a pit in your stomach,
followed by crumbling butterflies,
shot down before they even began
to fly.
Tiffany Marie
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