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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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Please speak to me

Please Speak to Me

Please speak to me, don’t let the quiet grow,
The silence cuts deeper than you know,
A single word, a fragile sound,
Could lift this weight that pulls me down.

Please speak to me, even if slow,
Even if you don’t know what to show,
For hearts can mend in simple ways—
Through honest words, through softer days.

Please speak to me, break through the wall,
Through distance, doubt, through it all,
For sometimes love begins to be
The moment you… speak back to me.


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