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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 Light - Poem

 Last Light

When the last light of the day
brushes the horizon with fire,
it whispers—
you have made it through once more.

Shadows may linger,
but they cannot steal your glow.
Every ending is only
a promise to begin again.

Hold onto the last light,
let it warm your weary soul,
let it remind you that even in darkness,
hope still burns quietly,
waiting to rise with the dawn.

You are stronger than the night,
brighter than the fading sun.
Carry this light within you,
and no storm will ever
take it away.



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