Broken butterfly is your nickname
Used to enjoy your freedom
And now realising you don’t want to be free
You want your heart to be owned
You broke it with these thoughts
Will you ever find the person who can repare such a damage?
Because you gave your heart to persons
Who you expected from to cherish it
Some did nothing, others even crushed it in smaller pieces
Do you still believe that someone out there is
Your prince charming ,
Someone who will cherish your heart?
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