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His Fading ButterflyHe clipped her wings, And broke her flight. But she'd given it all away, Without any fight.His Fading Butterfly
He told her she wasn't beautiful, That, she didn't want to believe. But it wasn't too long before: The mirror's reflection deceived.
Then he said she was the only: The only one for him. And soon turned what was pure and innocent, Into a cold and lustful sin.
He told her she wasn't good enough, And tore away at her with every little speech. She didn't even notice, Her life was somewhat out of reach.
He clipped her wings, And
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