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Butterfly
February 3, 2011
Once upon a time
there was a boy.
The boy fell in love with
a girl.
The girl wasn't special.
She had pretty eyes, and a lovely form
but an everyday type of girl she was.
He loved her anyway
but then a prettier
girl
came along. She also had nice eyes and
and shiny hair. But the difference was
her promiscuous tendencies.
And that boy broke the girls heart.
So she swirled down
and lived in her color.
She swirled and eventually
her color faded.
For her light had died out with her heart
Lost in the boys hands.
© Helen H., San Antonio, TX
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I just wanted to try and grasp the meaning of heartbreak, but in a different way. Her color is her love and her lifeline, and he sucked it all from her heart. It was just a different way of showing how delicate a person can be.