flaming butterflies

It starts with a butterfly
just flying around
it goes unnoticed
no trace; no sound

it calls its companions
and they fly about
it feels different around him
but you still have doubts

And then they set themselves alight
and now it's your turn
every inch of your body knows
that it's time to burn

The flaming butterflies consume
that space in your chest
they take all the reasoning away
and you forget the rest

And they remember you
for your smoking heart
that flaming soul of yours
that made you different; apart

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