He was my muse,
But now,
My unmet wish.

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When the whole world sleeps,
My mind starts to whisper.
When the darkness is deep,
My sad soul starts to whimper.
The fake smiles through the day feels cheap,
The whispers of the dusk becomes my mind's trickster.

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we start to forgive ourselves for our past mistakes and accept and love ourselves for who we are.

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Love for someone never goes away,
We just learn to love someone else more.

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Standing in a crowd of friends and family,
But still a feeling of emptiness engulfs the heart.
Maybe for the lost time,
Maybe for the lost moments.

Or maybe for the lost piece of myself.

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stay awake due to the loud noises in my head amidst the silence of the surrounding.

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Being in your presence without being able to call you mine is better than being able to call you mine and living with the ghost of you.

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I am like the midnight rain,
My presence is acknowledged by few,
And it is enjoyed by even fewer.

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I miss the freedom in my mind that I ones had.

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Happiness feels like a butterfly,
Beautiful but short-lived.
One of a kind,
But hard to catch.

It gives me hope,
And it makes me despair.
The more I try to keep it with me,
The more it slips away from me.

Hope makes me mad,
Cause makes me crave for more.
The more I crave,
The more it fills me with regrets and sorrow.

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