Midnight Thoughts
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Complete Sun, Apr 19, 20266m
The pen descends, a willing slave
To capture thoughts to mind to save
Each letter born of deep desire
A spark ignites a soul on fire
Each stanza breathes, a living thing
With rhythms beat, emotion sing
Pour thy heart onto the page
A testament to the fleeting age
From thoughts unseen, a symphony grows
Oh, rhythm and rhythm, where language flows
The poem breathes, a fragile art
A mirror held to the soul's own heart
The words cascade, a waterfall
Washing away the emotional wall
The confessor lay bare thy soul
In every line, lose control
The page unfolds, a canvas cast
Where dreams take flight, forever cast
Waves the tales, both dark and bright
And bathe them all in fading light
For in this art, we find release
And know at last, a moments peace
Chase the muse, the fleeting grace
And capture moments in this space
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