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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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Do you hear me calling you?

Do You Hear Me Calling You?

Do you hear me calling you, across the silent night,
Between the broken echoes and the fading light?
I whisper through the starlight, soft and almost true,
Every breath I’m breathing finds its way to you.

Do you hear me calling you, when the world is still,
When the moon leans closer and the air holds will?
My voice is not a sound, it’s a pull, a hue,
A thread of silver longing tied around you.

Do you hear me calling you, beyond space and time,
Where every missed heartbeat learns a perfect rhyme?
If your soul should answer, then my heart just knew—
I was never lost… I was calling you.
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