All of the tears
You've wasted over the years
I turn into gold
To make you bold
So you'll never cry again
So you'll never feel pain
I wish I could give you more
My dearest Butterfly that I adore
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Lame Thoughts
PoetrySome lame stuff. Someone told me that I should write poems, but I can't write poems. But if you're intrested, you can read.
Lame thought #175
All of the tears
You've wasted over the years
I turn into gold
To make you bold
So you'll never cry again
So you'll never feel pain
I wish I could give you more
My dearest Butterfly that I adore
