Butterfly

You’re flirting with danger honey
Or can’t you see that?
Flitting between the cobwebs gracefully
But one day you’ll get caught.
And you just danced past your sister…
Caught up
Tied down
Tangled
In the webs you just shrug off.
Her wings were still, just moving
Yet you visit every plant
Oh, pale lips
Don’t you care?

You’re following her footsteps
You’ll make your mother cry
You’ll get caught one day you know
The butterfly might die!

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~ by jeditopcat on 8 November, 2008.

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