Butterfly Cinco De Mayo Poems

Nail biting, a habit so strong
It's hard to break, it lingers on
It's a nervous habit, it's true
It's hard to stop, what can I do?

My nails...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Wake

What is that noise?
I have heard it before?
In the ramblings...
of my loved ones words? 

I must get up and seek it out.
I rise like the...

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