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Learn to Starve Yourself

Before their hands withhold the plate, Before you're taught that hunger's fate, Learn to dine on less than full, To tame the beast, to break the pull. When crumbs are kings and silence feasts, You’ll find your strength among the least. A man who’s fasted tastes the air, Yet walks with calm through lean despair. Let discipline become your bread, And self-control the path you tread. For those who feast at others' cost Will leave you starving, cold, and lost. So train your gut to not depend On every gift that others send. Choose now the hunger you embrace— Or else be emptied in disgrace. Freedom wears a lighter frame, It does not beg, it plays no game. To starve by will is not to lose— It is the fiercest strength you choose.

Faded Light

Each time the truth unraveled, bare and cold,  
A crack split the mirror where trust was told.  
Her eyes, a maze of stories half-declared,  
Left me wondering if she ever cared.  

The room would hush, yet thunder filled my chest,  
A cyclone of “why,” robbing me of rest.  
How could the vows, once sacred and pure,  
Turn to echoes I could not endure?  

I stood there, holding shards of what was mine,  
A love betrayed, no longer divine.  
Her footsteps echoed, fading into night,  
While I clung to fragments of fading light.  

Yet with each fracture, strength was born,  
From fields of grief, resilience torn.  
I wondered, aching, if I deserved more—  
The answer clear: a wide-open door.  

For love is not a cage, nor pain a chain,  
It's a bond that lifts, not leaves a stain.  
And though I forgive, I choose to part,  
Guarding the pieces of my mending heart.

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