Firework
A new moon-still the sky shimmers bright
Glitters swirl in the midnight,
ephemeral lights bliss hearts just once
temporary yet special for some,
when light fades, darkness steals the spark again,
Staring at the sky,i realised
my own stupidity turn into flames.
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