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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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When You Go - POEM

When You Go

When you go, it hurts each time—
each goodbye takes a part of me.
It leaves my soul shattered to pieces,
slowly killing the love I have left.

Sometimes, there are no words
to express what stirs inside.
Sometimes, it's just a hollow ache,
a hole that grows wider, deeper…

Maybe there is no us anymore,
just a flickering memory
of something that could have been,
or maybe just an illustration—
a dream sketched in soft illusions.

Yet even fading love leaves echoes,
and in the quiet, I still listen.
Not for your return—
but for the part of me
that left when you did.
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