its like when you spin the penny
and gently flatten it with your shoe
or when you see a butterlfy and can't resist the temptation to catch
it
its like when you have a best friend...
and they let you go
you were once so happy
so free
spinning so carelessly
tragically youve stopped...
dead in your tracks
your fate in the hands of another
its hard to believe you were once like brothers

 
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