In the quiet corner of my mind,
Where dreams once danced, now they're confined.
Fading away like stars at dawn,
Leaving behind a sense forlorn.
I grasp at shadows slipping fast,
As dreams dissolve, become the past.
Yet in the twilight, faint and dim,
A spark ignites, refusing grim.
With each fading dream, a whisper stirs,
A longing deep, where hope endures.
Though darkness creeps and doubts may rise,
Within my heart, a dream defies.
So let them fade, those dreams of old,
For in their wake, new tales unfold.
With each fading dream, a seed is sown,
A promise of a path unknown.
For dreams may fade, but hope remains,
A beacon bright through trials and pains.
And in the quiet of the night,
New dreams emerge, casting their light.
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CRYING HEART
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