Good morning, heart shattered, In silence, dreams have scattered. The dawn’s light feels too bright, Highlighting the depth of night. Once whispered promises fade, In the sun’s harsh, glaring shade. Memories play on repeat, Each moment a bittersweet. Morning's embrace feels cold, As I grasp for what I hold. In fragments, I now stand, Lost without your guiding hand. But the day must still begin, Though I'm torn from within. Good morning, heart in pieces, Until the pain releases.
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