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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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Desert in Us

Desert in Us

A desert grew between our words,
Where once the sweetest songs were heard,
Where rivers ran through open hearts,
Now silent dunes pull us apart.

We crossed it once with hopeful eyes,
Two wandering souls beneath wide skies,
But step by step the water dried,
And love turned dust we couldn’t hide.

Still somewhere under endless sand
Lie traces of our once-green land,
A memory of what once was—
The living garden born in us.

And though the wind erased the trace,
I still remember that soft place—
Before the silence came to rust,
Before the desert grew in us.
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