And now the butterflies on her belly
turn into something scary
The little one is now gone
forever was just a place to lived alone
The butterflies she once love
makes her screamed for the air above.
Then she cry herself to sleep
and close her eyes to stop her weep.
The flash in her dreams
were never made of sweet dreams.
Merely a nightmare
an image so rare.
She saw herself covered in bloodstains.
2.May.21
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