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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.

Don't give up

When the world feels heavy on your chest,
And every step becomes a test,
Remember—storms don’t come to stay,
They pass, they fade, they drift away.

The night may whisper doubts so deep,
And steal the quiet meant for sleep,
But even stars need darkest skies
To learn the courage just to rise.

You are not lost—you’re finding ground,
In every silence, strength is found,
The cracks you carry, soft and true,
Are where the light comes into you.

So breathe… and take it day by day,
No dream is ever far away,
You’re closer now than you have been—
A quiet fire lives within.

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