Even candles cry

The torch gradually became too heavy to carry

So, I doused myself in kerosene and set myself on fire

By giving you light, I inadvertently burned those around me

I destroyed myself

My smile no longer burns bright, nor does the flame of my soul

The cold wind dances along the frozen wick of your fingertips

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