Timothy Kashorek - My Butterfly

My butterfly
seemingly delicate
with wings of steel
cold sharp steel

My butterfly
draws the helpless
with her unsurpassed beauty
there is no resisting

My butterfly
who has no feelings
but is emotional
making me want
to hurt when
she hurts

My butterfly
drawing me to
the edge of
darkness
unknowingly

My butterfly
I will defend
to the end
but will the end
be caused by
My butterfly

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Timothy Kashorek

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