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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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Beyond The Pain

I turn to face the shadows, but they pull me down,  
A sea of moments drenched in sorrow, where I drown.  
Each echo from the past, a wound that still remains,  
And when I reach for answers, I only find the pain.  
  
I tell myself, “Don’t look,” there's nothing left to find,  
No light within those corridors, no peace of mind.  
But what if through the cracks, there’s something yet unseen?  
A strength that grew in silence, where the hurt had been.  
  
If pain was all I carried, how did I survive?  
What made me keep on going, what kept hope alive?  
Perhaps within the heartache, there’s more than just the ache—  
A will to stand and fight again, for my own sake.  
  
So when I look behind me, though the hurt is real,  
I’ll search beyond the suffering for what it helped me feel.  
The power in each scar, the lessons in the fall,  
I’ll honor both the wounds and how I rose through it all.

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