Catching fireflies in my mouth
They slither in and choke me out
I just wanted all to see
my changing for the better ways
But, instead they wish me dead
Ball in my throat, they will stay
No love speak, no farewells
I don't even get a goodbye
They care not
Down my face they will rot
and I don't even know why
It won't force my cries
I'll live this life
Knock down every strife
Even if my voice dies
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