Wednesday, June 15, 2005

broken butterfly

When wings forget how to fly
When dreams returned to the sky
I wish I could soar once again
Will hope free me from this pain?

Strangers I see as I stroll along
Days go by, I couldn’t be strong
Left alone wound up in a cell
Created by my heart, deep as the well

Across the seas I set my sail
To find a place where peace prevails
In crowds I wander, all alone
Or perhaps, it’s me myself, I fear to own.

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