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Black Butterflies

There is an ache that lives inside,
from where it comes I do not know
But with it brings black butterflies,
that carry pain on wings of woe
Casting shadows on midnight moon,
they turn my brown eyes to gray
Now salted lips from tears that flow,
taste sorrow on the pillow where I lay

(2012)

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