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He smiled at death, then walked alone,
For every breath that’s not his own.
The flag now sleeps upon his chest —
A hero gone, a nation blessed.
You held my hand, taught me to stand,
With silent love, a guiding hand.
Now I look up, and call your name —
But stars just shine… they’re not the same.
You promised forever, then walked away,
Now memories haunt what words can’t say.
I smile in crowds, but break alone —
You were my heart… now I’m just stone.
Your eyes are peace, your voice is grace,
A gentle world, a soft embrace.
Not just a love, not just a name —
With you, my heart became a flame.
She wore her pain behind a smile,
Held me close through every mile.
Her love—a light that never fades,
The quiet strength in all my days
We were a story never told,
A flame that died before it’s cold.
Not strangers, not quite meant to be—
Just “almost love” that ruined me.
You left,
and all I kept—
was your silence
where love once slept.
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