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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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When did I lost myself - Poem

When Did I Lost Myself

When did I lose the fire in my eyes,
Was it the day I stopped chasing skies?
A whisper faded, a voice turned low,
The mirror asked, but I didn’t know.

Did I slip away with a broken dream,
Or drown in silence, a muted scream?
The world kept turning, I stood still,
A hollow shadow against my will.

I wore the smiles, the practiced grace,
But could not find my truest face.
Each step I walked was not my own,
A stranger’s path I called my home.

Yet deep inside, a spark remains,
Buried beneath the weight of chains.
And though I’m lost, I hear it call,
To rise again, to break the fall.
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