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At midnight hearts begin to speak, The strong grow fragile, lost, and weak. The silence opens every door, To hidden truths we can’t ignore. Midnight confessions softly fall, Like shadows dancing on the wall. The words we hide through all the day, Find moonlit courage on their way. “I miss you” sounds much more sincere, When only stars are left to hear. And broken souls stop wearing masks, Beneath the night that never asks. Perhaps the dark was always kind, A place where truth could breathe and shine. For hearts speak loudest after scars, In whispered talks beneath the stars.
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I give you my light - Poem

I Give You My Light

I give you my light—
not because yours has dimmed,
but because hearts shine brighter
when they burn side by side.

I give you my light
to warm the cold corners
where sorrow once whispered
and shadows would hide.

I give you my light
in the silence between words,
in the hush of a held breath
when hope feels too far.

I give you my light
not to lead you, but to walk with you—
through the dusk,
through the storm,
through the ache of the stars.

So take it, my love—
a flicker, a flame,
a vow softly glowing
that you’ll never face the dark alone.

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