Since time it was enclosed safely
Held in the palm of a hand by a girl who wears an eye patch
Spinning around with a sword in her hand
Pirates in every time but the one where dead birds fly
Then it squirms and cracks its shell
A crack of grief and sorrow and rage that will forever be held
The once child turns into a caterpillar without its wings
Crawling around life looking for something that has meaning
Until it met the one thing that will let it change
A doe eyed deer can be a friend for many that isn't sane
With time and drinking and drugs galore
Bestfriend friendships turned into a blur with tears and a door
If you went past it you'd only find the deer
A bite mark forged into its skin while it fades from existence
Now the caterpillar is a blue butterfly for all
Blue from all the sadness,
And blue from all the death that will soon become all it would know
Even though the blue butterfly died without its friend
The blue butterfly won't ever be alone,
Atleast not in death
©keirabeech
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