Butterfly Stings
Publicized with a sharp glower
you can read the butterfly stings.
Wretched heat of the witching hour
publicized with a sharp glower.
Dark eyes holding vacant power
give a glimpse of all fervor brings.
Publicized with a sharp glower
you can read the butterfly stings.
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