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eyes speak.
Her eyes remind me
those of butterflies
once alive
pinned in glass frames
ripped off of their proud wings
narrating a story of
flights and flowers
sunny skies and morning dews
questioning their lives
where did it go wrong?
What did I do?
All I did was fly.
The only thing common
between her and butterflies in frames
is that their eyes speak
the same single sentence
--I still wanted to fly some more...
© k. k.
those of butterflies
once alive
pinned in glass frames
ripped off of their proud wings
narrating a story of
flights and flowers
sunny skies and morning dews
questioning their lives
where did it go wrong?
What did I do?
All I did was fly.
The only thing common
between her and butterflies in frames
is that their eyes speak
the same single sentence
--I still wanted to fly some more...
© k. k.
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