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Inside My Head

April 24, 2008
By Anonymous

Butterflies, fluttering and flapping their wings,
As if trying to declare a statement,
The sound increases as they beat their wings,
Against their tiny, worn-out bodies,

Hovering...vibrating amongst the bits of my brain,
The only thing I can hear is the movement of their wings,
As they go about their daily tasks,

Their cocoons lying around my arms and legs,
Like decoration ornaments on a Christmas tree,
The caterpillars slug around with pity,

No place to go...
No where to escape...
They dance around...
These butterflies...
Inside my head...


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