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the only way to cradle a butterfly’s wings; with a fragile heart |
Treacherous , torrid are the butterfly's wing's hues to the dreamer's mind | Posted on 2011-06-30 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ] | butterfly wings caught | with a whisper on these lips that have been long dead | Posted on 2011-06-29 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ] | seems necessary or else it sounds like the wings have a fragile heart... | how about a dash...? that would give pause enough, that the last part wouldn't be read as part of the second line. just thoughts jacob | Posted on 2011-06-27 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ] | |