Lily Law Biography

Yesterday,
A string had broken from my left hand,
A string that had bound me for a long time,
That had became one with my flesh.
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You walk down the road,
Behind your home,
At the misty dawn,
Everyday,
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I felt my face weighed
by a filigree white mask
with a embroidered smile
that show
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Long, long ago,
There was a tale of a blue butterfly,
That live in a silvery cage,
Up at the cold attic,
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When I am awake,

All I see is your face,
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