They thought there were
Butterflies in their stomach,
But all along there were
Parasitic worms.
They went on the tingling
Thinking all was well;
Never made conscious inkling
Now they suffer through hell.
Finally, they split
After their hearts bled.
Mentally they did not commit,
So now, more butterflies they spread.
Copyright © 2010 Leslie Alexis
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