Been kept caught in a cucoon
Shut in a world of dark
Although one day soon
You'll be but a distant bark
I'll spread my broken wings
Fly so high and free
Of all the paining clings
That led me to be
There is a beauty even in the pain
Something so capturing
Hieghts for me to gain
A destiny so alluring
Yes a sorrow face
And a fragile being
Yet filled with grace
A new way of seeing
Soaring up alone
A creature so self-reliant
So natural even beneath the bone
Something so gently defiant
YES i'm a butterfly
Until the day i die
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