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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.

Silent Goodbyes

I grieve you in the quiet hours,  
Though you're still breathing, walking, here.  
A phantom love, a distant shadow,  
A face that’s blurred by time and fear.  

You live, but not where I remember—  
In memories, you’ve slipped away.  
Each moment shared now feels like echoes,  
Of words unsaid and things we’d say.  

I mourn for who you used to be,  
The you I knew, the us we had.  
Yet life goes on, a haunting silence,  
A bitter ache that feels so sad.  

No graves to visit, no goodbyes—  
Just empty spaces, hollow sighs.  
I grieve a loss that can't be named,  
For hearts that broke but left no flame.  

And though you're somewhere out there still,  
The you I loved is cold and still.  
I carry on, though torn in two—  
One part for me, one part for you.

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