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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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Don't Cry - Poem

Don’t Cry

Don’t cry, my love, the stars still gleam,
even when lost inside a dream.
The night may whisper, winds may sigh,
but hope still lives — so don’t you cry.

Your tears are pearls the moon would keep,
soft echoes born from hearts that weep.
Yet dawn will rise, the pain will fade,
new light will bloom where sorrow laid.

Hold fast to me, through storm and flame,
our souls will never break or blame.
The world may fall, but we will fly —
together strong, so don’t you cry.

And when the silence fills the air,
remember this — I’m always there.
Through every shadow, every sky,
my love will whisper, don’t you cry.
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