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Red Yellow Black The colors of a monarch When it is not weighed down By cold wet sand Its wings were wet and broken Useless So it lay motionless Lifeless Under the dull sky It tried to fly Only to be carried by the wind A moment of hope Before it was thrown down Into the unforgiving sand It should have died Marcisouly it was still alive I picked it up It was so weak that it went into my hand And stayed there For it was to broken to fly I carried it off the beach And built it a house of shells That will most likely be its grave Red Yellow Black The colors of a butterfly When it is not caked with sand When the beauty is not broken When it is flying high Instead of being batted down By the wind
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Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 11:13 AM UTC
Broken Butterfly
Red Yellow Black The colors of a monarch When it is not weighed down By cold wet sand Its wings were wet and broken Useless So it lay motionless Lifeless Under the dull sky It tried to fly Only to be carried by the wind A moment of hope Before it was thrown down Into the unforgiving sand It should have died Marcisouly it was still alive I picked it up It was so weak that it went into my hand And stayed there For it was to broken to fly I carried it off the beach And built it a house of shells That will most likely be its grave Red Yellow Black The colors of a butterfly When it is not caked with sand When the beauty is not broken When it is flying high Instead of being batted down By the wind
i wrote this for English call in about 10 minutes so don't be to harsh
#butterfly#sky#hope#unforgiving#sand
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16/Genderqueer/Somewhere on Earth
Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 11:13 AM UTC
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