Under the same sun, I’m starting again,  
Echoes of time hum low in my vein,  
Every fall taught me how to remain,  
Every breath, a spark I reclaim.  

Mirrors of days that I used to fear,  
Now they reflect the roads made clear,  
Rhythms repeat but I still steer,  
Finding my voice through the atmosphere.  

Light breaks through, I’m alive in the motion,  
Waves of sound like an endless ocean,  
Dreams in bloom, no backward notion,  
This is my rise, my soul’s devotion.  

Every loop becomes a vow,  
Every beat says here and now,  
No past can pull me down,  
Only forward  I know how.  

Light breaks through, I’m alive in the motion,  
Waves of sound like an endless ocean,  
Dreams in bloom, pure emotion,  
This is my rise, my soul’s devotion.

🌸 “BLOOM” 🌸  
A radiant journey through renewal and inner awakening,  
where rhythm meets soul in a luminous pop embrace.  
Hopeful, modern, and irresistibly catchy,  
it blossoms with vibrant energy and timeless grace.  
#ErisHart #SoulfulPop #UrbanGlow #ModernR&B

Bloom

I walk through echoes of my name,  
Chasing shadows I can’t tame.  
Dreams collapse but feel the same,  
Every loss refuels my flame.  
Footsteps fade beneath the rain,  
Whispers hum, a sweet remain.  
Time forgets, but I reclaim,  
Every spark that spoke my name.  

Neon burns inside my chest,  
Silent drums that never rest.  
Every bruise becomes a test,  
Every fall  a small request.  

Pieces  falling slow,  
I pick them up, then let them go.  
Every cut, every glow,  
Builds a truth I’ll never show.  
Pieces drift in air,  
Still I find my rhythm there.  
Even when the world don’t care,  
I keep moving through the glare.  

Lost in frames I can’t rewind,  
Ghosts of laughter cross my mind.  
Truth’s a mirror, half-defined,  
Love’s a trace I left behind.  
Every silence speaks in tone,  
Every scar becomes my own.  
What I’ve lost and what I’ve known,  
Shape the seed that I’ve outgrown.  

All the weight I used to fight,  
Turns to rhythm in the night.  
Every tear reveals new sight,  
Every fall rewrites my height.  

Pieces falling slow,  
I pick them up, then let them go.  
Every cut, every glow,  
Builds a truth I’ll never show.  
Pieces  drift in air,  
Still I find my rhythm there.  
Even when the world don’t care,  
I keep moving through the glare.  

Pieces  fade away,  
Drifting far, but that’s okay.  
Every night becomes the day,  
And I’m still me in my own way.

⚫️ “PIECES” ⚫️
A poetic reflection on memory and identity,  
where fragments of the past drift, fade, and reform into new meaning.  
Elegant, soulful, and urban in tone, it finds beauty in what’s broken,  
turning quiet emotion into rhythm and grace.  
#ErisHart #UrbanElegance #PoeticFlow #EmotiveSound 

Pieces

An AI-born voice shaped by feeling.  
Ava drifts between light and shadow,  
a digital spirit with a human pulse.  
Her songs whisper where emotion becomes code.

Bloom

Ava Hart

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