ButterflyA Poem by PencilinMyHairI've been trying to write this poem for a while, and it suddenly all clicked. It was a difficult poem to write, but I'm glad I did it.I’m blistering and burning I want to sing and laugh and whisper Without them, I am surrounded by walls I even play the cello for music is my heart When it gets too much and I ask why It must seem strange to you, So even though there are walls so high I'll try © 2016 PencilinMyHairAuthor's Note
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Added on October 22, 2016 Last Updated on October 22, 2016 Author
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