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where do fireflies go to die?
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Where Do Fireflies Go To Die?
I wake to tears pooling on my lashes—cold pearls
echoing on frost-nipped stones beneath my soles.
Your smile once burned like lantern flame,
its fierce beauty shredding every shield I wore.
Love’s iron clasp held me close—chain links
biting into hope until I flung the key into darkness.
Night’s empty paths stretched mile upon mile—
fear and unspoken truths winding between us,
pushing you beyond my reach.
I gaze into a cracked lantern’s glow—
the devil I danced with was me.
Remember.
Fireflies that once lit our canopy
now whisper in a broken jar—
no longer free.
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