In the silver glow, under whispering stars,
I trace the shadows of what once was ours.
Every step taken leaves a hardened sigh,
The world is vast, yet I’m lost in the high.
Longing for moments that sparkled like fire,
Dancing through twilight, fueled by desire.
The heartbeat rises, a drum I can feel,
In the wildest embrace, everything’s real.
Memories linger, caught in the breeze,
Carving their names on the branches of trees.
I listen in silence, the echoing sound,
Of laughter and longing, where hope can be found.
The night wraps around me with secrets to keep,
As shadows engage in their waltz, deep and steep.
I reach for the whispers that float in the dark,
Light on the edge of each ember and spark.
Oh, stars, you remind me that dreams never fade,
In the tapestry woven, our colors cascaded.
With each passing heartbeat, I learn to let go,
The wild of my spirit, it's time to let flow.
And as dawn creeps in with its soft, golden light,
I find peace in the magic, in the memory’s flight.
Though shadows may linger, and echoes alight,
I’ll carry the longing, wrapped warm in the night.
With every new dawn, I will learn to be free,
In the wild of existence, it’s where I’ll find me.
The journey continues, as bright futures call,
In the dance of the shadows, I rise from the fall.
Indie
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