There is a sadness on her face that can not be replaced

It lingers when she smiles

It clings in her happiest moments

Her pain floats around her like death butterflies

Reminding her of her tragedies

Whispering with their cold wings all the past horrors

It makes her weary

It makes her worry

But now in her happiest time she forces it down and away

Saving it for some other day

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