Apr 21
And at last—
the candle realized
it had burnt
by the thread,
it had kept safe
inside its heart.
But even in death,
as it watched the thread
burn along—
longed to protect it.
the candle realized
it had burnt
by the thread,
it had kept safe
inside its heart.
But even in death,
as it watched the thread
burn along—
longed to protect it.
well, the candle was either the greatest fool or the truest lover
(18/F/rainy forest)
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