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Heart beats and paper wings, Tattered clothes and souls that sing. Beauty that relies on grace, Salty tears that run down the face. Hopes that give a crown and throne, Fears that wittle down to the bone. Angels protecting with all their might, Demons killing out of spite. Making sure another dies, She won't live to be a butterfly.
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Mar 21, 2017
Mar 21, 2017 at 9:00 AM UTC
Butterfly