In The Quiet Of The Night, Where Shadows Softly Weep,
In the quiet of the night, where shadows softly weep,
Lies a heart in pieces, secrets it must keep.
Once it beat with fervor, passion's tender flame,
Now it's just a whisper, lost without a name.
Memories like specters, haunt the fragile mind,
Echoes of a love once pure, now cruelly left behind.
Each whispered word a dagger, each smile a distant ghost,
In the wreckage of a love, it's the silence that hurts most.
The heart, though broken, still yearns for the light,
For the tender warmth that once felt so right.
But in the depths of sorrow, a new strength is found,
In the pieces of a heart, scattered on the ground.
For love, though fleeting, leaves a lasting trace,
In the quiet moments, it still finds its place.
So, though the heart may break, it learns to mend and grow,
In the garden of its pain, new flowers start to show.
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-You Make Me Happy-
Misty daybreaks and morning dew
The rising of a crescent moon
Duplicate rainbows in a sky of blue
Devouring ice cream with a wooden spoon
Harvesting fruit from springtime trees
Opening a brand-new pristine book
Picnics in a summer breeze
Lagoon fishing with a silver hook
Lengthy, warm lavender baths
Freshly baked walnut bread
Wandering through hilly woodland paths
Picking flowers coloured azure and red
All that these activities and moments do
Is bring me pure contentment and pleasure
But if I compare any one of these things to you
My dear, they simply cannot measure.
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