Butterflies Pain
Life is but, a butterfly
given one day to live.
Love is but, the one you trust
and how much you can give.
Butterflys fly and die
and Love does much the same.
But your trust , may just be
the reason for your pain.
Copyright © Jason Cunningham | Year Posted 2010
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