i am a butterfly that fly's in the sky and
dream about the past of past that we
can live and trust.
life is a boar living in the life
of a butterfly in the sky.
i seat and wonder what would
it be like if i was human living and
breathing and walking with everyone
and everything.
but times is hard and not on
my side for life. the hate and
anger is hard on a young butterfly
life like mine.
but this is a butterfly cry from
the that they want and the life
that was handed down to them
butterfly cry
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So softly you have shared the hard truth of this life..a wonderfulpoetry..well thought piece...


