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A shrub with purple flowers, Growing among the aged trees, learned never to trust anyone simply following their examples... But a Flower deeply in love with the butterfly, blinded by its beauty ; Forgot the old teaching and trusted the butterfly. WHAT WAS NEXT? Butterfly only treated It as a means to calm its thirst, never really loved her... Lastly the butterfly left the Flower alone on its own, With eyes dried without tears, heartbroken, left to die. Butterfly flew away to the other Flower never to turn to her again.
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 2:08 PM UTC
A Flower & A Butterfly
A shrub with purple flowers, Growing among the aged trees, learned never to trust anyone simply following their examples... But a Flower deeply in love with the butterfly, blinded by its beauty ; Forgot the old teaching and trusted the butterfly. WHAT WAS NEXT? Butterfly only treated It as a means to calm its thirst, never really loved her... Lastly the butterfly left the Flower alone on its own, With eyes dried without tears, heartbroken, left to die. Butterfly flew away to the other Flower never to turn to her again.
I wish i mattered enough to you...
sanna-tirkey
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 2:08 PM UTC
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