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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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Meet me under the cherry tree 🍒

Meet Me Under the Cherry Tree

Meet me under the cherry tree,
Where petals fall like destiny,
Where silence speaks in shades of pink,
And hearts unguarded dare to think.

Meet me where the branches sway,
Soft confessions drift our way,
The air is sweet with borrowed time,
Each falling bloom a gentle rhyme.

Meet me there when doubts grow loud,
When life feels fast, when souls feel bowed,
I’ll trace your name in blooming air,
And leave my fears beside you there.

Meet me under the cherry tree,
No past, no rules, just you and me,
If love must choose a place to be,
Let it begin… beneath that tree.
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