A light above me,
The kind that always stays,
Will be gonewhen the stars fade away.
And I'll be searching ...
For the softest eyes,dim fireflies in the darkest night.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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A light above me,
The kind that always stays,
Will be gonewhen the stars fade away.
And I'll be searching ...
For the softest eyes,dim fireflies in the darkest night.
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