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May 2014
There is a butterfly inside me.
I am a jar.
Gossamer wings broken and singed
I magnify the sun
And burn her
Fragile, feeble flutter
All the beauty that could be
Glass is merciless
I am a jar.
There is a butterfly inside me.
Amanda In Scarlet
Written by
Amanda In Scarlet  London, UK
(London, UK)   
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