I craved your eyes to see me whole,
your gentle hand free my soul.

A little voice once hushed, still sings,
through sleepless nights and broken wings.

Though you turned away, I still believe 
The child within now deserves reprieve.

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Even in the sea of faces,
my eyes aches for
your absence.

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Whispers Between Shadows

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Though I have not known your face until this moment,
my heart has been waiting for you all along.
Every prayer, every breath,
every quiet night of longing
was leading me here-
to you.
I don't want you 
to come perfect 
But come real...
So I can cherish all of you-
your strength, your gentleness,
the battles you’ve fought in silence,
the scars you thought no one could love.
I will kiss them as treasure,
hold them as gold,
and remind you always
that nothing in you has ever been unworthy.
So you can melt your armor 
That you show the world 
Until the day I find you-
and you find me,
and we begin at last,
not with hesitation, but with fire,
with tenderness,
with the eternity of soul and skin
woven together by God’s own hands.

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You loved the way I thought.
You loved the way I love.
You loved the way I cared.
You loved the way I made you feel.
You loved my warmth, my silence, my fire, my giving.
But you never loved me.

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And in the end you have you,
Beyond the many, the One shines through.
The silence whispers what is true,
The soul you sought was always you.

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Whispers of pain,
Some long for the silent grave,
Yet courage calls again.

If life held no storm,
What worth is day’s bright flame
Without the night’s dark form?

A heart may be torn,
Yet embers beneath the ash
Await the gentle morn.

Rise and ask within:
“Is my soul so frail, so weak,
Or only yet untested kin?”

No hand of fate,
No famine, twist, or chance
Can chain the spirit’s weight.

Life is the one gift
That only the living give—
Guard it, burn, and lift.

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Resilience
is when life rests you to death, but you still want to live.

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A friend is one who sees your cracks,
yet never turns or takes steps back.
They hold your silence,
share your song,
stay when all the world feels wrong.

They don’t need words to understand,
just sit beside, just hold your hand.
They know your mess,
your secret pain,
and love you more through loss and rain.

A friend is home -
no mask, no cue,
a soul that simply mirrors you.

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How do I forgive My self.

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