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'Flailing butterflies' & 'Scars'
Flailing Butterflies
Hidden from the watchful eyes
Within a blind mans gaze
We've lost ourselves
Twisting from the voices
Running from the hounds
Somewhere deep inside we've lied
To ourselves we have betrayed
The life we thought was ours
Has fled like butterflies in rain
Our dusty wings have failed thier flight
We are falling towards the ground
The mighty thud that should end our life
Was only a puddle of mud . . . .
Scars
The light has not shown here for days
Eyes cloud with unshed moisture
Another angry, bleeding scar
Marking my defects for all to see
Like I need more
One more thing for people to stare at
One more thing for them to question
One more constant, numbing pain
They can never be hidden
Never be left behind, like dirty clothes
Constant reminders of my makers will
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from the Havens I have fallen. . . to the earth as a mangled form. . . writhing in pain, my wings torn and bloodied. . . I have one purpose, only one goal. . . to find you and love you, for I am your. . . fallen angel
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