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Little Alone Butterfly
a little alone, know one notices me.
A little alone, captured, no longer free.
I manage to fly even when my wings cry.
Look at my life see what can and cannot be.
I realize now I can't fight my destiny.
Am i supposed to live here?
where my heart sheds only tears.
Why won't they leave, dissapear.
Like the sun on my shoulders, time has passed,
I am now older.
It's reality I notice now and forever.
All things happen for a reason, never say never.
I am like a human with no heart yet so clever.
It's my time to spread my wings and fly, soar wherever.