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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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Unspoken Pain

Amidst the quiet of a weary heart,  
Where dreams feel distant, torn apart,  
A melody whispers soft and low,  
A space where weary souls may go.

The weight of life, a heavy chain,  
The echo of unspoken pain,  
Yet in the dark, a spark still burns,  
A yearning hope that twists and turns.  

Sad songs play, like gentle rain,  
Matching rhythm with your pain.  
They carry the words you cannot say,  
And cradle the tears that fall today.  

But know this truth, amidst the sound,  
Even in tiredness, worth is found.  
Your heart still beats, your spirit fights,  
Through endless days and quiet nights.  

So listen now, let music heal,  
And slowly soften what you feel.  
One small step, you’ve chosen to try—  
A tired soul, but one that won’t die.  

You’re not alone, your story’s heard,  
Each note a balm, each line a word.  
For even in shadows, light takes hold,  
A tired heart, resilient, bold.

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