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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 you were mine

WHEN YOU WERE MINE

When you were mine, the nights were made of gold,
The moon would whisper secrets we were told.
Your breath on mine could stop the hands of time,
And every step we took became a rhyme.

When you were mine, the wind would learn our name,
Two shadows dancing in a silver flame.
You held my heart as if it weighed the stars,
And every dream we touched erased our scars.

When you were mine, the world felt soft and new,
A quiet garden blooming just for two.
Your voice could calm the tempest in my chest,
Your arms became my refuge and my rest.

When you were mine, the dawn was never grey,
Your smile could turn the darkness into day.
But seasons change and lovers drift like rain—
Yet still your echo lingers in my vein.

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