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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I like to dream, to close my eyes and weave silent worlds, where silence flows like a silk river under the moonlight, but when I dream of love, a gentle story like the whisper of the wind, my heart trembles like a water lily on a glassy lake. Not that I have been betrayed by shadows or abandoned by wandering stars, but I have watched love unravel like a spider web in the wind, felt the lies hidden in smiles that dissolve like mist, and I wonder, will I ever find someone to soothe my longing? This question weighs like a river stone on the bed of my mind, the answer always unclear, shrouded in the fog of doubt and fear, perhaps the only certainty is that love may never come, like a siren's song lost in the endless wide sea. I have seen too much pain, broken hearts, shattered promises, dreams of smoke scattered by the wind of indifference, people falling, love has been a game of mirrors for others, a dangerous dance, and I never knew how to dance among reflections. So I hide my heart, like a forgotten treasure in a castle of mist, because the truth is I am afraid, afraid of the shadow game, where I will be the one who gets lost, the one who leaves without looking back, already too broken to shatter under the weight of other lost dreams. Dreaming of love would be like dreaming of a rainbow in the midst of a storm, an illusion that unravels under the weight of merciless reality, leaving only the echo of a melody I will never sing, while my world of dreams slowly sinks into eternal silence.
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