Beautiful butterfly with your damaged wing
Is it still possible with your angelic voice to sing

My wing was trapped under a door
My voice silenced by a cold concrete floor

So can you still soar in the morning sky
Beautiful butterfly I urge you to try

It’s not for not wanting to soar up above
My wings no longer move without love

For along with the damaged cause by the door
My heart is empty and trusts no more

My wings are strong and I can carry you high
Hold my hand butterfly and together we’ll fly


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