One day her heart will stop longing for you.
And on that day she will break through,
like a butterfly emerging from its caccoon,
ready to spread her wings,
and flourish into something beautiful.
She’ll glide
and fly,
and never look
back.
-M
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Author:
Melissa Daly (
Offline) - Published: October 12th, 2018 14:51
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Escaping from a trapped soul is glorious.
A broken heart takes a long time to mend. Inner beauty can be so damaged by a cruel world.
I would love to read a sequel where she dances in lifes splendour and lights us with her smile.
Sad but beautiful read.
Please have a look at my mention of butterflies in my piece 'silent night'.
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