7 candles flicker in the living room
my fingertips close on each flame
silencing it's light forever
their light taught me many things
they taught me that brightness burns
so i burned brighter than all of them
i need no candles
for i am a wildfire
— l.r , and i scorched them all
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candlelit nights
Poetrywritten at night when the sunset dips me into its colors and whispers to me that i can breathe easily
