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I wasn’t made for screens and noise,
For empty days and plastic joys.
There’s something deeper in my chest,
A call to rise, a silent quest.

My hands were shaped to hold a flame,
Not chase applause, not play the game.
I feel the weight of unseen wars,
Fought in silence, behind closed doors.

The dragons now wear modern skin,
Anxiety, the grind, the spin.
They steal our peace, they drain our light,
And yet we smile, too tired to fight.

The princess isn’t locked away,
She’s here in every break of day.
She’s love I guard, the voice I know,
The reason I won’t let life go.

But in this world of ticking time,
Where dreams are shelved and truth’s a mime,
A warrior soul feels out of place,
Still searching for its rightful space.

Yet I endure, I still ignite,
A flicker in the hollow night.
If not to win, then just to try,
To live with heart before I die.
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Just the way she is
She is kindness wrapped in warmth,
a quiet calm in my storm.
With just a look, she makes the world slowdown.
With just a word, she turns my worries into nothing.

I can't explain her She is
not just one thing,
not just one feeling.
She is peace, She is home.

She is the softest place my heart has ever known.
And the way she laughs, she talks,
The way she just is
That's what make her special,
That's what make her mine.
Hearts feels heavy today,
Since you are so far away.
I miss your voice, your gentle tone.
But here I sit, all alone

The day feel long, the nights so cold
wishing for your hand to hold
But through we are apart, my hearts still knows
Our love remains, it always grows

— The End —