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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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I painted you in my mind

I Painted You in My Mind

I painted you in my mind with quiet light,
In shades of dawn and velvet night,
Each thought a brush, each sigh a sign,
A living dream, entirely mine.

I traced your smile in colors true,
Soft golds of hope, deep blues of you,
Your laughter bloomed like summer wine,
A perfect hue I can’t confine.

I shaped your voice in silver air,
A gentle echo everywhere,
It calls me back through space and time,
A tender stroke, a sacred line.

And though the world may blur, unwind,
Erase the roads we couldn’t find,
No storm, no dark, no cruel design
Can touch what lives—painted in my mind.
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