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Apr 2014
She hoped to be held up by you,
She hoped you could be that glue.
She tried so hard to take your hand
as you sank further into the sand.
But the weight drug her down
dragging her ripping her gown.
Try as she might
all that was left was fright.
Then came the fears
and fights left with tears.
Now she is numb
can't even hear her heart's drum.
Of how it still beats for you
and how you still love her too.
Oh heart please beat, send the blood to get rid of the numbness!
The Butterfly
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The Butterfly  in Neverland
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   K M M, Lindsey Faith Gafford, m and ---
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