Chasing to fix Broken Dreams

In twilight's tender, quiet light,

Whispers of lost dreams take flight.

Promises, once strong, now torn apart,

Trust shattered, wandering hearts.

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Soft whispers embraced by night,

Dawn's harsh light now takes its right.

Vows, like petals, gently fall,

Silent now, through it all.

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Blossomed words, now in despair,

Wilting, caught in sorrow’s snare.

Sweet pledges sung, now shadow-bound,

Dreams fading, nowhere to be found.

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Winds of change blow swift and cold,

Echoes of love, fragile and old.

Broken promises, like shattered glass,

Reflect the pain of love’s past.

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Yet hope takes root in fragmented dreams,

A promise to rebuild, it seems.

In darkness, a glimmer shines bright,

Guiding the broken through the night.

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Gather pieces, one by one,

Mend the heartache till the dawn.

In breaking, chances for new romance,

Mending hearts in life's dance.

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Though vows may break and dreams may fray,

New stories weave in life's array.

For every broken promise learned,

In healing's symphony, hearts returned.