it was not my decision   To conjure up mirrored images that we share...   You and me, my dear   Feet firmly planted in the same hell   Interesting though how   This plays out       Madam, I remember you now...   That was you that stood right out...   What was it though, about you..?   Oh, I know..! ..oh no!!!       When your cocoon breaks,   You'll fly away   What then will your intentions be   With your beautiful wings spread, displayed?   Madam, embrace your true brillance...       And fly... fly, fly, fly!!!       Madam butterfly   Seek out your true brillance...   Let no one ever stop you!