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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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Miss You - Poem

Miss You

The stars still whisper your name at night,
Soft echoes fade in silver light,
Your shadow dances on my wall,
A ghostly touch, a silent call.

I walk the paths we used to roam,
Each step a heartbeat far from home,
The wind still carries your perfume,
Through every dawn, through every gloom.

The moon remembers what we said,
Those dreams we built, now softly dead,
Yet in the dark, I feel you near,
Your absence sings — and I still hear.

So if you wander where I do,
Beyond the sky’s eternal blue,
Know this, my love — so pure, so true —
Each breath I take still misses you. 🌙


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