We are different instruments, each with a tune,
While others belong but some sound alone.
Within a group a melody can shine bright,
Each meant for a note and for rhythmic light.
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In the silent moments, when time stands still,
I've pondered what makes you, you, and always will.
Your body, a painting of stories untold,
Yet your soul, the essence that makes you bold.
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I don't hesitate to say this, I feel for sure,
For your body is a painting, rich and pure.
But let me be clear in what I truly mean,
Your value goes beyond the form I've seen.
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I need you like a heart needs a beat,
For in your presence, life feels truly complete.
Together we shall lead a life of bliss,
With every moment, sealed with a kiss.
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You taught my spirit to survive,
and to my heart never to grieve.
My soul knows you for thousands of years,
Parting will be with bitter tears.
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Toxicity doesn't go away with time,
It sticks around like a hidden crime.
In every phase of life, it brings its pain,
Ending it is a way to love yourself again.
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In mirrors not of glass, but in people's mind,
Exists a version of you, unlike you can find.
A vision formed by thoughts and quick looks,
An image by your actions and chances you took.
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In your heart or in your life,
Welcoming the wrong one brings only strife.
A path to chaos, a dance of pain,
Draining your happiness like pouring rain.
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In the darkness of all nights,
When my soul silently crawls,
Pleading for mercy with cries,
Your beauty was a death in disguise.
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One day, in the morning's pleasant sunlight,
You'll think of my heart that loved you deeply quiet,
The soul that gave, forgetting its own needs,
And how, in your hatred, all slowly faded away, your deeds.
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