Twilight in My Soul

Twilight in My Soul

The sun sinks low, a heavy chest,
Its glow dissolves, a flame at rest.
The sky flushes like a secret dream,
Yet quietness flows, a muted stream.

Walls undone, ambitions raw,
A heart like ruins no one saw.
Desires stretch where shadows curl,
Reaching for light in a dusky whirl.

The breeze murmurs, a tender vow,
"Will solace find you here and now?"
Like the sun, I flare, then wane,
Chasing warmth in a fleeting plane.

But twilight holds a sacred thread,
A golden whisper where fears have fled.
For even in this tender ache,
A rising dawn my soul will wake.



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