Whispers of the broken beetles,
Tears of a tattered butterfly,
The last flight of the dragonfly.
Beneath the crushed leaves,
Faded colors in the garden.
When fireflies fade away,
Memories in the flickering night.
Whispers in the withered vines,
Faded petals in the rain,
Whispers in the weeds,
Echoes in the overgrown,
Ghosts in the garden.
Last dance of the ladybug,
Gone before the morning dew.
Fading wings in silent graves,
Memories beneath the hollow leaf,
Cocooned in forgotten dreams.
Beneath the surface of decomposed,
Gone in a flutter.
Beneath the trampled grasses,
Memories beneath the leaves,
Shadows in the dying light,
May they rest in peace.

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