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To live a world of sweet little Butterfleurs
is not realism and illusion to part.
But to acknowledge a shaft of heaven's light
to let flames purify your heart.
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Sweet little Butterfleurs,
Come and whirl around me
Shimmering gale of colours
Show what happiness can be.
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Sweet little Butterfleurs,
Fluttering flowers touch the sky
How I wish I had wings
So I too could fly.
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Sweet little Butterfleurs
Who embody love in a flash
On a loose hand, you fly.
In a grip, you turn to ash
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Sweet little Butterfleurs
You make me wary of what life brings
For when you glide past thorns,
I worry it'll tear your wings.
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Sweet little Butterfleurs
Let me stay here
In the valley of Elysian,
where there's no cause for fear.
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To live a world of sweet little Butterfleurs
is not realism and illusion to part.
But to acknowledge a shaft of heaven's light
to let flames purify your heart
~ ❁ ~
I live in real fantasy
Where my inner child runs free
I dance, I laugh, I sing
I imagine all that can and what will ever be.

today i have a stomach ache for some reason.
i think something must be rotten
in there.
i don't know if this malaise comes from
the microwaved chicken wrap
i had for breakfast, or
from the unexpected death of all the butterflies
that used to live inside.
but
if the second one is true,
the second one was you.

When I say his name I know what you feel
Like a kaleidoscope of butterflies just erupted in your stomach
The thought of him makes you wanna do flips all around
But you know you can't have him
You know he's not into you
You know he's into someone else
You know you'll never been good enough
But babygirl you just can't get over him can you
You're addicted to all his cologne
You're addicted to the way he talks to you
But he talks to you about the other girls
The girls you will never be
Babygirl trust me he will soon realize how great you are
But for now
You can't get over the way he bites his lip
It helps him focus
You can't get over the way he puts so much effort into his hair
It looks better than yours
You can't get over how blind he is
You almost tell him straight up you like him
But you know he'd just laugh in your face
You just want him to call you his baby girl
But dear theres a reason why they are called crushes
Because the crush your heart when they don't like you back.