Butterfly
Fly away, Butterly
Spread your wings
Don't be shy
Life is short
And soon you'll die
So fly far away from here
Didn't you want
To be beautiful
When you were scaling the ground?
Well, what of it of now
That your beauty has been found?
You'll pay the price for your wishes
And for getting
What you wanted
So tell me
Was it worth it?
Do you feel happy or disgusted?
Fly away, Butterfly
Just spread your wings
And don't ask why
Because life is always
Much too short
Yet we all
Have time
To die.
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