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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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With Broken Heart I Move On

 With Broken Heart I Move On

The night was heavy, the silence deep,
I carried shadows I could not keep,
The love once blazing has turned to stone,
With broken heart I move on, alone.

Tears like rivers carved through my face,
Dreams dissolved without a trace,
The echoes whisper what once was gone,
With broken heart I move on.

The sky still paints its golden hue,
The world awaits, with paths brand new,
Though scars remind me of what is done,
With broken heart I move on.

A softer strength is born in pain,
From shattered glass, a clearer gain,
The dawn will rise, a brighter dawn,
With broken heart I move on.



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