Broken (A Poem)

Broken wings
butterflies
I lay inside my shadows
the sun it burns too brightly
my heart it aches
it is cavernous
the fluttering fly
the butterfly
floating to the ground
crushed under pressure
broken wings
nothing fixes
nothing
not ever

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