Butterfly
Butterfly
Closed in Shut Away, Not A Single Word To Say.
Pretty Colored With A Sway, Wings Are Darkened Everyday
Trees Die, Crows Fly,
See My Wings In The Light,
Feel Free, Fly Away
Swiftly in The Summer Day
Flowers Grow, Roses Blossom
Sprouts and Colors Fill The Field
Landing in The Middle The Flower Covers, Your Wings Becomes Light, Feeling The Sky With The Bright, Your Color
Fly Butterfly
Fly
~Gotti
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