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The Butterfly Oct 2014
When needed the most
you were no where around....

why cant you just see
its your hand that I need

not you condemnation
or intimidation.
The Butterfly Jun 2014
I used to be able to control
what was exciting and what was dull.
Then you where hit by life
and the everyday daily strife.
If I could go back and remove that day
when you looked at him that way,
it might have saved you some pain
but the lessons learned are all gain.
You loved from the very start,
you always love with all your heart.
We don't always get to know the reason
some people are only for a season.
Don't let it force you to give up
try letting life fill your cup
don't look for the easy way out
that's not what life is about
take hold of your dreams.
Don't ever settle for what just seems.
Dig deep inside
and never hide.
Never forget who you are
for you have always been our star.
From the first thought of you in that dress
we knew you would always be
our little mess!
The Butterfly May 2014
Spiting words out like daggers,
as she trips, walking with a stagger.
All dizzy with confusion,
falling down filling with contusions.
Blood pooling under her eyes,
from all the tears falling as she dies.
Little by little she's draining away,
with not much left to make her stay.
If she could taste the words wisely,
maybe then she could live finally.
But all the anxiousness
leaves a pit of deceptiveness
that can't seem to be shaken
leaving her empty and vacant...
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