the name is grae (ace_pieszecki) wrote in alivenproud,
the name is grae

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a butterfly doesn't count time. it counts moments.

I'm longing for love
with all my heart,
but it might not be enough
for the start.

I have so much to give,
so much to share,
but there's no one who'd care.
It doesn’t seem fair.

A butterfly flies by
and catches my eye,
and flies straight into the sky.
It wants me to follow,
but I can't.
I can't leave my sorrow.
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