Butterfly
You fly of your time
You don't worry
You live your own way
You stop by on the leaves
Maybe you want to take a break
Holding it for a while
The lizard darts its tongue
You are caught
The flight of your life
You can't shake it free
You feel the knifing teeth
Slowly it buries into your body
You look to the sky pleading
The strong wind blowing along
Twigs fall hitting the lizard
As it falls you are free
You nearly die in the jaws of death
Now flapping your wings
You know living has its dangers
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