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Grave of the Fireflies
Fireflies dead and gone,
Come dancing in the moonlight
To move once again,
Spreading light wherever you fly
Forgotten souls mingle,
In your hidden red light
Looking back on the past,
Taking in every detail
Once the night is spent,
Going back to where you were put to rest
The unknown souls slowly disappear,
As the night burns away to the dawn
Fireflies dead and gone,
Come dancing in the moonlight
To move once again,
Spreading light wherever you fly
Forgotten souls mingle,
In your hidden red light
Looking back on the past,
Taking in every detail
Once the night is spent,
Going back to where you were put to rest
The unknown souls slowly disappear,
As the night burns away to the dawn
Literature
Last Dance with the Fireflies
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"When the smoke cleared, there were no fireflies. There was no 'him' or 'her.' Just ashes..."
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-Last Dance with the Fireflies-
Your hand was cold in mine as we walked among dying flowers, memories flowing from our eyes like shadows before an unwelcome light. Fireflies twirled around my fingertips as the stream at our feet ran red, dancing on a dream lost to reality.
We kissed - your lips were like blood. I asked why and you answered with a sad smile, your bright eyes finally letting the darkness within burn through. Beneath the starless night sky, I understood, a tiny light flitting across your face with the innocence of a homicide.
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Christine to Erik
Your face strikes terror on all who look upon it,
yet your soul is sweet and no more than a desperate child.
No...hate you I do not; never hate.
Pity...my heart is full of pity for you.
It breaks to see you in so much pain.
Oh Erik know I do not hate you! I cannot help but love
for your soul is so helpless.
But no...my heart is not yours.
Oh my God I am killing you!
I cannot endure your suffering and yet I must.
I cannot lie. I am so sorry.
No! Please I beg you!
Live!
Breathe!
Sing again!
Hear my voice.
Oh God your despair...! Erik I do love you.
A kiss! Stay with me please. Nooo!
Goodbye sweet child...
Literature
Ode to My Deceased Teddy Bear
An Ode to My Deceased Teddy Bear
My poor deceased, old teddy bear
I fear you've passed away
But do not fret, oh teddy bear
for in my heart, you'll stay
My teddy bear, dear teddy bear
you left with sudden start
and though you're stuffed, oh teddy bear
a knife went through your heart
And so here you lay, sweet teddy bear
and I hope you're not in pain
for if you are, my teddy bear
I'll still leave you in the rain
And then you'll be soggy, teddy bear
your stuffing all over the street
the garbage will come, sweet teddy bear
for I fear I must be neat
Only till Tuesday, old teddy bear
and then they'll take you away
To the landfill
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umm.... I wrote this write after I watched the movie Grave of the Fireflies... it's very sad... basically this is about the movie... isn't that amazing.... anyway enjoy...
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At least they remember themselves... then they'll truly live. A sad poem, though. I wonder if Takahata will mingle with those fireflies... I hope he is...
You know... I didn't really like "Grave of the Fireflies" at first. Being desensitized, it didn't make me sad, and I didn't really think much of the characters. However, there were a couple of scenes that did either pull my heart strings, or was just messed up. Even though I didn't want to rewatch it, I still kept thinking about it more, and that's something no film has ever done to me before, I After thinking about how Seita and Setsuko remember themselves, they still have a few physical pleasures, and they don't seem to mind that they're lost souls, the film gave me hope, and it makes me appreciate GoTF more.
So... thank you, Mr. Takahata.
You know... I didn't really like "Grave of the Fireflies" at first. Being desensitized, it didn't make me sad, and I didn't really think much of the characters. However, there were a couple of scenes that did either pull my heart strings, or was just messed up. Even though I didn't want to rewatch it, I still kept thinking about it more, and that's something no film has ever done to me before, I After thinking about how Seita and Setsuko remember themselves, they still have a few physical pleasures, and they don't seem to mind that they're lost souls, the film gave me hope, and it makes me appreciate GoTF more.
So... thank you, Mr. Takahata.