There is a deafening silence
In the land of guilty loneliness
Where one is afraid to forget
And more frightened to forgive
Empty reflections in broken mirrors
Display only what lies in the heart
Of what life could possibly be
When one chooses to live in regret
Whispering echoes of ghostly shadows
Are shattered by gentle soft words
That spell out sorrow and forgiveness
But never a tale to forget
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