Monday, April 20, 2009

Your're the Butterfly , Im the Poor Flower.

You are the butterfly, with a pair of gifted wings, to fly away
To fly away from misery and pain
To fly away to happiness and joy

I'm the poor flower, with beautiful petals and sweet nectar
Which able only to stand still
Which is not able to move to neither happiness or joy

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