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Burnt Wings

April 16, 2010
By SecretBelladonna PLATINUM, Kettering, Ohio
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SecretBelladonna PLATINUM, Kettering, Ohio
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"It's like a party in my lungs, 24/7, all my life." - A friend

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A burnt wing of a butterfly,
Crisp from the ash.
Pulled up by pale fingers,
A savior too late.
The building is in ruins,
The yard all frayed.
People cry out,
Asking for help, help, help.
But you stare at the butterfly in your hand,
A horrible ache in your chest.
Your cry is louder and louder,
Before you’re suddenly competing with the others.
And you moan as you carry
Your daughter
Away from the wreckage.

© Paula B., Katy, TX

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I'm not sure how many people will pick up on this, but the butterfly is the daughter.
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