i was once
a butterfly
and my wings
were silver
and blue.
i suffered
in the rain
i struggled
to remain
awake.
i had a life line
she saved me
w/o her, i'd be lost.
i was so hateful
i wanted to die
but i wanted revenge
i still do.
but now we're friends
and i'm ok
(kinda)
(but not really!)
thank you johanna
for rescuing me!
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