Whispers linger where shadows lie,
In the corners of this empty room,
I hear the echoes of a quiet doom.
Crashing tides, they pull me down,
Into the depths where silence drowns,
Drifting souls float like dreams unchained,
Untamed gravity, a love unclaimed.
Fingers trace the lines of fate,
Caught between the chance and weight,
Every storm carries a secret song,
A melody where we both belong.
We chase the clouds that never bend,
Searching for a truth we can’t defend,
Veiled reflections in the fading light,
Weight of the world feels so out of sight.
In the chaos, we find our calm,
Hands entwined, we breathe the balm,
Though the winds may rage and call our names,
We're the fire that ignites the flames.
The night may hide what morning shows,
A dance of shadows, a breath of prose,
Crashing tides and drifting souls,
Together we'll rewrite the roles.
So let this journey take its flight,
Through quiet storms, we’ll paint the night,
A universe wrapped in our embrace,
In every truth, I find our place.
And as the dawn begins to rise,
We'll write our futures in the skies,
With veiled truths that shine so bright,
We are the stars that own the night.
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Veiled truths, quiet storms, crashing tides, drifting souls, untamed gravity