Broken Butterfly Wings
Broken Butterfly Wings
Empty playground swings
tear filled, wide-eyed
Infants sigh
a choking stolen
silence fills my being
as my love walks away
from me
I see everything wrong
with the world
once more
Copyright © Heather Hill | Year Posted 2010
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