When love’s bright flame fades into darkened skies,
And hopes once high fall gently to the ground,
Fear not, dear heart, for though the dreamer dies,
In silent ash, a new resolve is found.
The sweetest loves can also bring the tears,
As fragile hearts are tossed by cruel fate's hand,
But strength is born from conquering those fears,
And love once lost will rise again to stand.
For in the depths where sorrow finds its place,
A spark endures, though buried in despair;
With time and hope, it finds its saving grace,
To bloom again as love beyond compare.
So grieve, but know the heart will heal and grow—
A phoenix that returns with brighter glow.

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