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Sep 2013
A dream wrapped in a silver cocoon
Sunbeams coax it out of its gloom
It trembles in the light of day
It spreads its wings and flies away
You pursue it with a feverish passion
Your heart, your soul full of wanting
There's nothing better and nothing worse
Nothing in your head but verse
About this dream, this little monster
That makes voices in your head grow stronger
That tells you life now isn't real
That to be you, you must feel
This dream fluttering in your hand
This dream will love you and understand
It will break dawn on endless infinite night
Open closed eyes, grant Earth light
You leap, you reach, it's in your palm
The world stops still. A wave of calm.
Your vision is blurred, it glitters
Cruel taunts dissolve to girlish titters
But the silver colour crumples to fade
And a cloud over the sky gives shade
And butterflies wings weren't made to touch
Still you hold on to what you loved so much
What was once a dream, a hope, a beauty
In your grasp dims to reality
Under your helpless eye
This butterfly in your hands must die.
Shevola
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Shevola  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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