Butterflies

 
Butterflies against that shattered glass
Beating dust fragile wings
Dance aginst those icicle daggers
Giving their hearts repeatedly

Can we stop the pain of trying
If we do, do we take away hope
Is hope the heart that beats
Against all things regardless?

Arwen Nightstar aka Stephanie Williamson
9/10/1998, Copyrighted.
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