I was torn,
Every second, I was worn,
I was scarred,
Every minute, I was burnt to crisp,
I survived,
And forgot to have revived.
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A Butterfly Afterlife✧
PoetryPoetry Book Four ♡ Trigger Warning: Light Themes: Love, Romance etc.. Dark Themes: Depression, Horror etc...
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I was torn,
Every second, I was worn,
I was scarred,
Every minute, I was burnt to crisp,
I survived,
And forgot to have revived.
