I made my escape through the holes in your hands. Carving my path with prideful teeth. You sheltered me from nights filled with torment, but I left you for dead in pursuit of regret. I've been dreaming about the moonlit sky, but I refuse to grow my wings and fly. I tore the wings off the butterfly, but he never questioned why. I pace in the bounds of my cocoon. Carving my mistakes on the walls. I tore the wings off the butterfly, but he never said goodbye. I decay in the walls of my coffin, praying that you will hear my call. You gave your royalty and throne to the undeserving, while I swallowed pearls from the mouths of pigs. I sought the harlot clutching the hour glass for a momentary second of selfish release. I remember tears flowing from your eyes as I turned my back and left you to die. I've been suffocating, tangled in foreign silk and my majestic wings have begun to wilt. I cut your hands, one and one, but I didn't know. I tore my wings, one and one, now I can't fly home. I hate the creature that I have become. An eternal caterpillar that has no cocoon. You placed my noose around your neck, but I'm running out of trees to hang you on. I dug the holes in your wrists as deep as I dug my grave. As deep as the nails in my coffin walls.
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