In a garden once full of bloom,
this butterfly now faces gloom,
left alone feeling the strain,
struggling with a heart full of pain,
she seeks to join, but finds the door closed.
A bee arrived, offering grace,
bringing a smile to her face,
she sees him as a potential friend,
yet his affection leaves her in a blend,
is it true love or just a playful jest?
This butterfly, feeling deceived,
find the bee's word hard to believed,
once more, she faces isolation,
wondering why she's misconstrued,
is she too plain?
This butterfly once filled with hope,
now feels empty,
struggling to cope,
she despises honeybees,
just because.
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