#nofilter

January 6, 2015

i am a majestic eagle trapped inside a cacoon that is this society

the firm walls ensnare me inside this congested sphere

the maggots gnaw on the covering that surrounds me trying to form me into a maggot myself

but i am not a maggot

i am a butterfly

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