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Firefly Within by Lelia Thomas

Burning me up and down,
Red hot firefly in cold blue veins.
It’s not over, not over, not over.

You can’t take this one from me.
It’s mine, said it’s mine, not yours.
A sweet, hot flutter within.

Broken body, tired mind, but a flame still burns,
And my firefly can fly with one wing,
Little phoenix inside, my secret weapon.

You can’t kill it, can’t control it.
It’s a wildfire, there to draw you in,
Consume you, as you tried to consume me.

It’s not over. I’m still here.
I’ve got a flaming firefly inside.
Said it’s mine, not yours.

There are some things that no one can take from you.