Bye, Bye, Butterflies
Bye, bye, bye, butterflies
Dear butterflies in my stomach,
Please leave, go out..
cause there's nothing to flutter about
Nobody's that exciting anymore
All rising around for nothing,
And love is supposed to feel calm
Calm mind, and calm heart..
I got it all wrong when I felt that heat
We got it all wrong when we think its love
Its just a temporary rise like the summer
What just happened was a fling
Confusing a few out of love...
Those butterflies mean almost nothing
They could feel good,
but it could be strange..
Don't fly in my stomach again....
Don't.
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Armaan Is A Flower
Greetings lovelies, I am born in the US, raised overseas. I've started writing poetry during high school. It's been an escape from depression, a form of expressing what I couldn't, and a hidden gift I ever knew I had. I aspire to become an artist, creator of various creative things, and to connect with the world in an artistic, revolutionary, and in a harmonious stance.
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