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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Neglected seeds, echoes of f***ed up past schemes, Chasing love in lyrics, where passion redeems, Haunted by abuse, whispers in forgotten dreams. Exfiancé's ghost and wounded pride abide. Silent serenades, where midnight secrets confide, Yet the voice of my muse is the solace I bide. In the dark, I search for peace, a truce within, But the sins of the past still linger on my skin. In that singer's song, I find solace, where dreams spin, Diamond love, I thought it gleamed, now it seems a shattered scheme, Falling for my favorite singer, surreal themes, midnight chats, no voice redeems. Falling for a singer, voice surreal like my dreams, Rose petals scattered, moonlight in beams, Looking for a future, while haunted by the past. Chasing dreams, hoping this time it feels right. Midnight fantasies, under stars so bright, A symphony of heartbeats, hope is whispering to me. Midnight chats enchant me, but reality's unseen. Rose petals on my pillow, where the fantasies gleam, Silent serenades, where midnight secrets confide, In the dark, I search for peace, a truce within, But the sins of the past still linger on my skin In that singer's song, I find solace, where dreams spin, Chasing dreams, hoping this time it feels right Midnight fantasies, under stars so bright, A symphony of heartbeats, hope is whispering to me Rose petals on my pillow, where the fantasies gleam.
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