Butterflys Curse
no one sees the hurt it brings
in the beginningthings are nice
ut as it grows the pain begins
never noticed until the bubble bursts
Then things are forgotten and tears are forsaken
Fragile like a butterfly Timeless as a diamond
But at the gentle prick of a Rose's thorn
The bubble pops and the curse begins
isn't that the way love always ends
Copyright © Aundrea Methvin | Year Posted 2006
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