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Butterflies
A soft voice in the world
Pure and full of light
Dreaming of rainbows and butterflies
To push away the night
But the nights just got longer
And the lights strength began to weaken
A dark shadow that slowly engulfs
And causes my mind to sink in
Maybe it didn’t happen at 5 or 12 years old
Maybe they were just bad dreams
Maybe it didn’t happen at 18 or 22
Maybe I was just a tease
At least that’s how it seems from my side
No one ever paid the price but me
Addiction after addiction
Looking for some relief
Though I’ve gained a sleight hold of the reigns
The child with in still cries
Waiting for justice and peace
And to soar like the butterflies
Pure and full of light
Dreaming of rainbows and butterflies
To push away the night
But the nights just got longer
And the lights strength began to weaken
A dark shadow that slowly engulfs
And causes my mind to sink in
Maybe it didn’t happen at 5 or 12 years old
Maybe they were just bad dreams
Maybe it didn’t happen at 18 or 22
Maybe I was just a tease
At least that’s how it seems from my side
No one ever paid the price but me
Addiction after addiction
Looking for some relief
Though I’ve gained a sleight hold of the reigns
The child with in still cries
Waiting for justice and peace
And to soar like the butterflies
Published 31st Dec 2022
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