A butterfly's wings gets chopped..
knocked down as another heart gets dropped..
flopping around in this darkness, shocked...
The love that was unlocked.. is now docked..
but emotions continue to run nonstop..
trying to find a true mate and someone who can relate to all Ive lost..
loves' existance mocked..
and outlined in chalk..
no metamorphysis to join the rest of the flock..
lying in wait..
love always gets lost in its wake..
desperately wanting someone who's love can translate..
but only finding a love that dictates..
lost am I..now sitting in the dark..
wishing for real love to embark upon my heart..
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By: Lisa Roberts
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