I opened my mouth,
only to find the butterflies that stuck inside, escape.
I watched them, beautifully die.
This is how life happens, he mumbles a wow.
I cry out, I am finally able to breathe.
The warm sure feelings died as well.
The blood that flows from eyes,
Freaks him out.
He hasn’t ran, yet.
But, he understands what happens know,
Once the butterflies leave.
So does he,
The feelings aren’t there anymore.
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