The moon gives me permission.
Date: Feb 10th, 2011 5:26:42 pm - Subscribe
Mood: Embracing.
Music: VAST - Pretty When You Cry
I was but a butterfly.
And then I discovered what it means to be a butterfly, and what it would ultimately mean to change that. And so I did.
I grew, and I changed, and I morphed, and I split. My wings were no longer wings, but ferocious claws. My antennae? Now fangs. A beast I had become, and would forever be.
Until I met you. Tamer of the creature I had transposed into. You designed and structured this cage for me, you fed me, you cared for me, and you loved me.
I am but a butterfly once more.
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