Painted ButterfliesA Poem by .:Lu:.I'm free Because Under the paint Which make the wings Are scars Which I hate But once upon a time I needed them So now I can let the Butterflies Kiss my scars And Let them heal because Now, I'm done With the scissors And The knives And even The outlets because Now I'm done. Thanks To A few Painted butterflies.
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