Black butterfly

Why are we still scared of the dark?

Isn’t black inviting, drawing everything in..

There’s a certain mystery to it,

Concealing all things dark in it’s heart..

Making everything bright glow brighter…

There’s a black butterfly at my door,

Should I let it in?

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Cursed..

Cursed is the one,

Who feels and feels deeply..

In a world, made of nothing

but stone.