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Apr 2014
You cry wolf as if in danger
But in reality it’s just your anger.
Fearful of what you cannot see
Without regard to what happens to me.
Did you take a minute to see me crying
Or how you left me here completely dying?
So go ahead and run with your fear
Fill your belly with that beer.
For one day you will know you lost
The one thing that left me in the frost.
The only thing that I had left
Was the sound that left me deaf.
The Butterfly
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The Butterfly  in Neverland
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