In the quiet moments of dawn, When shadows dance upon the walls, I hear the whispers of our shared dreams,…
In the quiet of the morning light, Where whispers of dawn gently greet, I find the echoes of our laughter,…
In the vast expanse where dreams take flight, Unshackled by the weight of worldly plight, We dance in rhythm with…
In the quiet hours of the night, When the world is lost in dreams, A bottle whispers empty promises, And…
In the quiet moments of morning light, When the world is still and dreams linger, I see the threads that…
Beneath the smiling mask, a heart in chains, Each whispered word a dagger, each touch a stain. The world sees…
In mirrors, reflections often lie, Whispering of standards, set so high. We chase the image, flawless and thin, Bound by…