Silence hides my wounds,
The call of pain has no sound.
Ache of heart resides in dead,
Wish we have never met.
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Meeting of two broken souls,
Who is supposed to take the call?
Call to unveil the shattered dreams,
Who deserves to hear my heart scream?
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Time is taking its course,
Courage requires mind's force.
Breaking this tough stone,
Needs my most valuable core.
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It took all my strength,
Maturity is the fruit to my quench.
Making freedom my take,
I have to do for my own sake.
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To turn darkness into brightness,
Flip the table and be earnest.
To listen the whispers of light,
At the end, we made it out alive.
~Aube Dreams
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