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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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Your sad eyes

Your Sad Eyes

Your sad eyes spoke before your lips,
Like sinking stars in silent drifts,
They held a storm you could not hide,
A fragile world kept locked inside.

I saw the shadows softly lay
Where brighter dreams had slipped away,
Yet in their depths a tender light
Still fought to shimmer through the night.

Your sad eyes taught my heart to see
That strength lives close to misery,
For souls that feel the deepest scars
Are often made of hidden stars.

If ever tears begin to rise,
Remember this—your sad eyes
Are not a sign that you are weak,
But proof you love beyond what’s speak.


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