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Whispers of the Darkened Soul.
#WritcoPoemPrompt24
Dark is the night, darker is the soul,
A shadowed heart, the wind grows cold.
Fatalness whispers on a silent breeze,
The untold story, a mind ill at ease.Depth of the forest, echoes unseen,
Eyes of the night where fear has been.
The soul it wanders in endless dark,
Seeking a flame, a single spark.But what is found beneath the skies,
Is not just pain or hollow cries.
It's the untold story, buried deep,
In the shadows where secrets sleep.For darkness isn't born, it's made,
In choices lost, in light that fades.
Yet in the night, the stars still gleam,
And even in dark, we dare to dream.The fatalness? It's ours to bear,
Yet hope can rise through darkest air.
The untold story, yours and mine,
A light yet waiting, beyond the line....
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