Butterfly Weed
Butterfly weed
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Was the spoon full of taste.
Taste of earth,
The taste of the sun,
Going up and down in symphony.
Little dolls,
Recreating its system
Choosing the right and wrong in various flowers.
A secret tunnel,
To the other side of the forbidden tulips
Is a butterfly weed,
Asking for pride.
Ever again,
Anyone who could have find the silence
Emptiness
Among us,
Is not so far away from preference.
White is too pure
For any refusal.
For any devastating breath.
Any love between anything.
The sound of victory,
Was never made for fragility.
A warm soak into the snows deep heart,
That was
That was made for.
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