The Butterflies in my stomach

has my mind in strings

reeling me in with a fish rod


The Butterflies in my stomach

has my body in strings

making me dance like a marionette


The Butterflies in my stomach

has my soul in strings

Playing it like a guitar



The Butterflies in my stomach

has my heart in strings

Playing it like a Yoyo


The Butterflies in my stomach

has my senses in strings

controlling the chaos like a kit


The Butterflies in my stomach

has my attention in strings

releasing the tension

with masterful archery


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Teride Minde

A writer with thoughts like a beetle coupled with the tenacity of a squirrel.





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