The heart's whisper, unspoken, remains,
A vow of silence, etched in veins.
If fate decrees this hidden plight,
Then farewell to life, and dimming light.
The heart's whisper.
Beneath the blade, should we submit,
Our necks to yield, where shadows knit?
For every head, in time's decree,
Must bow to dust, eternally.
The heart's whisper.
A moment's peace, or fleeting stay,
No words to speak, no truths to say.
But open eyes and ears, attend,
Where tales unfold, and stories blend.
The heart's whisper.
At times, the eyes ablaze with fire,
At times, my face turns pale with desire.
Love's colors shift, a vibrant art,
A fleeting age, within the heart.
The heart's whisper, unspoken, stays,
A vow of silence, in life's maze.
The heart's whisper.
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