Sunday, April 22, 2012

Turn your Inkblot into a Butterfly



The darkness of the black
Each crevice shows a feeling
Regret, loss, trust




















The wings appear
Some weight lifted
\My colors once showing again




















My head rises up
The mistake taken as knowledge
Expanding and aquiring




















My true colors show
I learned
I conquered
I stood up
Showing myself
For who I am

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