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Feb 2014
This tug of war is tearing at my heart
I don't know where you end and where I start.
you take and take, leaving me blank
can't you tell you're making me drown?
you criticize my coping as fake
but could you even try to fix my frown?
you take every situation and make it about you
do you even see what you do?
like a prey running from the hunter
I fall down and all I do is wonder.
would you even care if you spill my blood?
you came and devoured me like a flood.
I'm all hung out to dry on constant display
while you wallow in your next forte
slicing me into tiny pieces
of which no one will ever recognize.
I am all spilled out.
Be sure to taste your words well before you spit them out.
The Butterfly
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The Butterfly  in Neverland
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