And it was then she came to realize
that he was unable to empathize.
That part of him broken otherwise.
He sent her heart to soar in bright blue skies
but so much emptiness in his deep brown eyes.
When she called forth his disguise
He would charismatically improvise
and speak to being able to reprise
the role she cast him for; her equal to harmonize.
But something had already set his heart to fossilize.
To her this was of no suprise.
Despite the hope she had, she could not sympathize.
Her cocoon cracked, spawning a firery butterfly.
And tomorrow, her unforgiving sun will rise.
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