Dead Butterflies

Beautiful eyes, and a handsome smile,

There’s those legendary flies in your stomach--

I have been corrected, those butterflies.

Soft skin, and pleasurable hands,

I think I smiled way too much today--

Is it natural to still be smiling?

Well dressed, and every bit of beautiful,

He asked me why I was so happy--

I am laughing now, but not in his face.

Alluring voice, and heart stopping laugh,

He said I was weird, but it was all right--

I secretly think he is weird, too.

Mind boggling thoughts, and--

We haven’t talked in some time.

I think he might hate me, now

--I killed the butterflies.

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[Anna Marcela<3]

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