you before, you after
this book
bridges three minds

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// you stood up for yourself //

your heart is that glass,
that breaks and cuts deep;
until every shard echoes justice,
until every crack takes revenge.
you're not that mirror,
you don't reflect anymore;
you're revealing,
for the very first time,
yourself, deliberately.
and in that, you stand
u n b r o k e n.

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// black and white //

She's searching for stories in every smile and frown. The clock ticks and the days flip. Time weighs her down. Drafts remain empty and the paid plans are burning quietly. One tip after another goes into her bookmark bucket. The dearly dream slowly moulding into a fancy goal. Jealousy grew like a pest on the leaves. Hope hasn't left yet. It's still there, distant and blurred in shades merely of black and white.

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I am lost
in the forgotten town,
and the air feels like
it's holding a secret.
the secret I'm looking for,
the key that can bring
my painful memories back.

the streets are empty,
the shadows - transparent
hard to tell if they're real
or just a mirage of hope
and I'm still here
trying to unlock myself

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four murders, one tale,
I chose you with burning thrill
twelve characters on prologue
you lost me already

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If moon could hear my wishes
I'd whisper soft and slow
dreams too timid for daylight
yet dear to let go

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I focus on planned actions.
Result and everything else
is a bonus!

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// say or not say //

you say - don't say,
i don't say.
you don't say - don't say,
i will say.

I never say,
what you don't say.
and you never say,
so i must say.

now should I say
or let it stay?

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I’m not allowed to love you anymore. You’re no longer that shared dream. Seems the boat is built in substance to travel back and forth - never to arrive. I carried the map in hand for years, but it was never a map, merely a sketch of hope with vanishing paths.

// vanishing paths //

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// echoes of memories //

There is a fear in her. It’s her first night. silence wraps her like a familiar shadow. Her sigh echoes through empty rooms. Everyone has gone, and she's alone - with his memories.

she clung to the promise to revive her dying soul
they once made - to still find a reason to smile.

with trembling hands and a heart full of ashes
she opens the drawer, searching for her spectacles— to read his last note for the eleventh time.

this time hoping to find that reason.

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