"you tore off my wings
destroying me with glee
like my ruin
was nothing but
a childish game to you"
- midnight butterflies
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MIDNIGHT BUTTERFLIES , poetry
Poetry⁰⁰⁰ 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 ── the butterflies of my thoughts soar off at midnight . and there's no flying after them , for my wings have been broken . ( SHORT POEMS ) ‧˚...
000. prelude
"you tore off my wings
destroying me with glee
like my ruin
was nothing but
a childish game to you"
- midnight butterflies
