A Silent Cry Behind Closed Doors: The Echoes of Pain and Resilience in Shadows

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In the quiet of the night, whispers fade,
A shadowed heart beats beneath the surface.
Walls hold secrets, stories never told,
Yet the silence screams louder than words.

A gentle touch once warm, now cold,
Love turned to chains, binding the soul.
Eyes that once sparked with dreams now dim,
Hope flickers like a candle in the storm.

Bruises hidden beneath sleeves and smiles,
The world sees masks, but never the tears.
Strength is found in the smallest of voices,
A quiet defiance against the tide.

Yet in the darkness, a light persists,
Resilience grows from roots unseen.
With every dawn, a new chance to rise,
Breaking free, reclaiming life’s embrace.

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