butterfly

sarahSad

she tore open her skin every night as if she were a beautiful butterfly trying to free itself from its suffocating cocoon tears mixing with her pools of blood she let out the demons trapped under her hollow skin every night but the demons never left.

sarah
SourceLicence:CC BY-SA
Mood:
Sad
Topics:
butterfly, blood, cocoon, demon

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