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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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Thank you for loving me

Thank You for Loving Me

Thank you for loving me, soft and true,
For staying close when skies turned blue to gray,
For seeing light when I could barely do,
For choosing me at the end of every day.

Thank you for loving me, scars and all,
For holding hope when mine began to fade,
For catching me before the final fall,
For every gentle promise that you made.

Thank you for loving me, just this way,
Not who I was, but who I’m meant to be,
If words could last beyond what hearts can say,
They’d simply whisper: thank you for loving me.


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