black butterfliesmature
for when i feel helpless
when i feel hopeless
when i wanna escape
when i wanna die
add misery
loss of hope
a sprinkle of depression
a handful of anger
dark anxiety
black butterflies
night terror
midnight black
so take a couple
shake the bottle
pour a handful
kiss your palm
swallow them down
without a chaser
or throw in some vodka
just for a flavor
The End
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black butterflies, which
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