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Rip Out Its Wings, Cut Off Its Skin, And Stare At Its Bare Form, A Butterfly So Beautiful, Yet Darkened By The Day, Like So Many Others. With Ignorance People Live, Chosing Not To Notice The World, But Only Theirs And Theirs Alone. They Walk By This Darkened Butterfly, Leave It Struggling On The Ground, And Continue On As Its Life Ends. They Continue On But Her Life Does Not.

We Apparently Hurt The Saint, The Sight Of Us Made Her Cringe. The Hypocritical Saint, Trying So Hard To Win. The Lucky Little Saint, Had Pain Mixed With Light. But That Brightness Is Gone Now, For Our True Demons Have Come Out For The Fight.

Watch As It Swings Back And Forth, The Pendulum Of Life. The Life That You Once Lived. Your White Wings Spread, Pure And Innocent. Life Seems Sweet, Hopes And Dreams Within Reach. The World Around You Is Amazing, Puts You In A State Of Wonder. Your Young Eyes Stare At This New World, For Awe Has Overtaken You. But Over Time Realization Hits You, You Get Older And See The Truth. You Learn That The World Around You Is But Lies. A Place For Chaos And Tragedy. A Place For Pain. Your Heart Once Whole Now Has Cracks, Has Been Ripped And Cut By Each Passing Day. Shards Of Broken Glass Float In Your Mind. They Carve Out Reality An