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Butterflies

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Sometimes I still see you as rain-scented innocence
With a morbid fascination for dead butterflies.

Now you like to dye your hair the colour of their wings,
All the shades of teenage rebellion.
You seduce leather studded danger with
Smudged kohl and a touch of cold indifference.

When they leave you with bruises and broken mirrors,
You blame the heavens and the misaligned stars.

I never understood
Why you scream anger from the rooftops,
Or why you keep gossamer swallowtails in a glass jar.

Do you still squeeze their stained glass wings
Between times new roman pages
Like you did when you weren’t afraid to be happy?
Okay I deleted this a few seconds ago and decided that I didn't totally hate it so here it is again :/
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EleosL's avatar
This is a beautiful piece of writing combining The past and The present, happiness and Depression. Great.
Mostly, i like The Way you 'enbedded' (is Theres such a Word? i dunno) The butterflies ans The Way you could Analyse The Side of The Butterfly that brings happiness forth and the Side that Shows Sadness.