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Midnight confessions

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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Last Dream - Poem

Last Dream

In the hush before the morning light,
I drifted deep through velvet night,
Where time stood still and stars would gleam,
And you returned—my final dream.

No words were said, yet all was known,
A touch, a glance, and we were home.
The world outside began to fade,
While in that dream, we gently stayed.

Your smile was warm, like long-lost spring,
A memory with silent wings.
No pain remained, no need to grieve,
Just love too stubborn to ever leave.

We danced where sorrow couldn’t see,
Two souls untangled, wild and free.
But dawn, relentless, called my name—
And you, like mist, unspoke, became.

I woke with tears, but not regret,
Your presence lingers—I won’t forget.
Though dreams may end and night may flee,
You live in that last dream with me.

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