Torn petals fall from the withered rose,
Echoing the decisions that the heart knows.
Shattered dreams or a new sunrise,
In the realm of emotions, where truth lies.
Yet, courage rises from the ashes of doubt,
To mend the fragments or find a new route.
In the silence, a question lingers,
'Persist through pain or sever love's fingers? '
To brave the storm or bid goodbye,
In the realm of emotions, where feelings fly.
'Endure the ache or let it disperse? '
A choice, a journey - 'Break' or 'Rehearse.'
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