The volume could break glass
It is so overpowering this silence I hear.
A sound so deafening as to drown the past
I am so tired of submitting to all that I fear...
Dreams are forsaken, but the nightmares still last.
I strive to forget, but the memories appear.
Our love was predestined, but our fate was cast.
You journeyed to heaven; Now my Hell is here.
My love never faded as the years passed.
I gaze at your picture and still shed a tear.





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