Butterfly Web
EmancipationI died, It seems, last night When I rolled into a ball And built that wall around, I Gave myself room to Metamorphosize While I now fly above you, I see Reasons for my own Self confidence I never had beforeEmancipation
You, on the street with Amphetamines in your bloodstream, I don't need your Attention to live. And you At the kitchen table, Greedily hoarding all you Possess- you're just Insane and I don't need You to decide which Flaw of mine to Exploit and yell about to me next and
You, the one whose hand I've Help
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♥ Juhi a.k.a ~vedica
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