FCS (museiq2) wrote in fuckedupminds,
FCS
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Lacrimas Mariposa

You tore off my wings
Like dates off the ripened tree
Explored my secret things
Bailed the water out of my stormy sea

I welcome autopsy, clean and fast
Dissect my everything, yet don't throw away
My elegant arms, ballet neck, and past
I'm not breathing though, so I have no say

The tears of this butterfly fall with glad
My heart is empty, no sense of hate
Only pencil fight memories, smiles and dad
A crying shame cliché, this whore has found a mate

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