Line of hate

You mistook me to be a moth when I was a firefly.

A moth flies around light it's entire life to only get burned in return.

Whereas a firefly flies in darkness lightning up its entire dark world.

For your light was suicidal for my survival and I had to light that burning spark inside me for my thrival.

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Fear

The first time she experienced it was when she tried standing up on her feet on wobbling legs as a toddler.

The fear of falling something experienced by all.

The result, well she did fell down, bruised her knee a bit and cried a few innocent tears.

But in the end what happened?

Did she never stand up?

Well of course she didn't, she not only stood up but ran and jogged and danced and what not.

This was the first