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Heart of Stone

He built his dreams with fire and steel,   Through sweat and pain, through grit and will.   His path was carved with silent nights,   A war he waged beyond the sights.   But love, so sweet, so soft, so near,   Whispered dreams into his ear.   A choice was placed upon his chest—   His passion’s flame, or love’s request.   He turned away from burning light,   Held her close, embraced the night.   Yet soon he found, to his dismay,   Both love and purpose slipped away.   For goals demand a heart of stone,   And love still longs to call its own.   To chase one means to lose the fight,   To hold both tight is rarest might.   So walk the road with eyes aware,   Choose with wisdom, choose with care.   For once you drop what makes you whole,   You lose the fire—and lose your soul.
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Mghenyi

Mghenyi, eyes filled with a haunted gleam,
Knew a darkness most would never dream.
She'd walked through fire, a crucible's test,
Her innocence stolen, her spirit distressed.

The world, once vibrant, now a muted gray,
Mirrored the hollowness that held her at bay.
A kindness eroded, a trust turned to ash,
Left behind a heart hardened, a soul in a clash.

She dreamt of vengeance, a fire in her core,
To make those who hurt her suffer evermore.
The pain, a constant echo, a relentless refrain,
Fueled a desire for retribution, a merciless stain.

For Mghenyi discovered, with a terrible start,
That those ravaged by darkness, play a dangerous part.
The capacity for evil, a seed long unseen,
Took root in her anguish, a horrifying sheen.

She wrestled with the monster that clawed from within,
A chilling reflection of the horrors she'd seen.
The line between victim and villain, so terribly blurred,
A truth unveiled, a lesson absurd.

Could forgiveness conquer, or was she forever bound,
By the darkness that mirrored the evil she'd found?
Mghenyi's struggle, a story untold,
Of a spirit in peril, desperately bold. 

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