RAPIST
of souls
a gussied up moth, rouge-painted and
Dappled in fickle affection
She flits and floats
Whispers and hopes
When the sun sets, she flies, she flies
She selfishly dies!
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| The butterfly: RAPIST of souls a gussied up moth, rouge-painted and Dappled in fickle affection She flits and floats Whispers and hopes When the sun sets, she flies, she flies She selfishly dies! |
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