Fireflies

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Maybe
Maybe I want to breathe in
All the ashes
Of the months I have left behind
All the exhales that have morphed into screams
So what if she never dreams anymore
So what if he pinpricked her bloody hips dry
Of all the confidence she had left behind
And watched her bleed from her soul
Still conscious
Do you dream of me darling?
Sometimes I wonder
If you ever got the chance to plunder,
Would you take my heart back?
Would you put it in a mason jar
Remember to poke enough holes in the lid
We are all fireflies
Giving off light
Just waiting to be captured
By something bigger

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