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That laughter did not just echo in the air...

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There was a time I spoke of my dreams the way a child speaks of the stars softly, innocently, with affection in my voice.  I shared them not as a burden, not as a demand, but simply as a piece of my heart. And somewhere along the way, my dreams were misunderstood, and the very thing I had trusted with affection  was turned into something to laugh at. That laughter did not just echo in the air, it echoed inside my chest. And something fragile within me shattered quietly. My intention had been pure. My words had been gentle. But still, they were misunderstood. So slowly I learned to hold my heart back, to keep my dreams folded within my silence. Today, while standing in prayer, I spoke of those same dreams again but this time only to Allah. And suddenly I understood something. Those dreams were never meant to be carried by the world. Where my sincerity was misunderstood, Allah understood it before I even spoke. Where my heart once felt small, He made it feel seen. For I always k...
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The echoes of those lies...

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The stories that I told myself to ease the lonely ache now haunt my waking moments, the promises they break. •The phantom comfort, woven in the night, Now claws at dawn, and steals away the light. •I built a fortress, from illusions spun, But shadows creep, and battles are begun. •Each whispered 'maybe,' each imagined grace, Returns a specter, in this empty space. •The echoes of those lies, a constant, chilling sound, Where solace once resided, now only wounds are found.   •The painted smiles, the words I longed to hear, Now twist and mock me, fueled by rising fear. •My heart, a stage where fantasies once played, Now holds a theater, where truths are re-betrayed. •The warmth I sought, within my crafted dream,  Has turned to frost, a cold and bitter gleam.
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To burn with desire and keep quiet about it...

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"To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves."  ~Federico Garcia Lorca
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Maybe in another time, in another universe...

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Maybe in another time, in another universe, there is a little girl with long, dark hair and she is loved right by the people who were supposed to love her. she lies in fields of flowers and butterflies dance on her cheeks and the burn from the sun is the most painful thing she ever feels. ~jessica jocelyn
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I hated liars, their words like a stain

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I hated liars, their words like a stain, Yet in my own heart, I’ve played the same game. Crafting illusions, in shadows I dwell, The deepest deceit is the truth that I sell. In mirrors of doubt, I see my own face, A prisoner of lies in this familiar place. I sought out the truth, but found only strife, The greatest of lies is the one in my life.
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1:04am You have changed...

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You've changed, 1:04 AM 1:04 AM You have changed. I used to think that you're the  one whom people say one in a million. But no,  you turned out to be the one among the millions. No, I don't know you anymore. No, you're not the  one from before. I thought you were different and yeah you turned  out to be different from my thoughts. A stranger?  M aybe this is only what I can call you from now on.  I don't find the time gap a problem. I think there  remains a connection through silences, when we  can't speak anything silence does. I came back with same affection but you didn't show any attraction. Yes, you have changed a bit  or a lot. No, you're not the one from before. -duskytale
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I became so good at pretending....

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I became good at pretending. I became so good that after a while the lines blurred between my truth and fiction. And sometimes, when I did a really good job of pretending, I even fooled myself. - Ruta Sepetys
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