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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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Captive to the Past

I sit in the echoes of yesterday,  
Chained to the choices I didn’t make,  
Each missed step, a haunting whisper,  
Regret’s fingers tracing every mistake.  

The clock moves forward, but I stay behind,  
Replaying moments in an endless loop,  
What if, why not, if only—  
A web of thoughts that hold me in their grip.  

I mourn the paths I never walked,  
The doors I closed before I knew,  
Now shadows stretch across my heart,  
While time moves on, yet I can't move too.  

I wish for peace, but cling to doubt,  
Regret, the anchor I can't release,  
Still hoping someday I’ll let it go,  
And find the courage to embrace my peace.

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