Dedicated to @mentaltraffic
With a pen glued to her hand,
she tried out a life, that she didn't quite understand;
she doesn't know her heart's quality-
like a butterfly, with wings of gold,
that will never know & live in poverty.
Then, ocean waves crashed inside her eyes
& water ran down her face;
all she needed is for someone to whisper,
"I love you and your mind of grace,".
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