Ghosts

The haunted heart—
Of the love unspoken,
Of unspeakable shocks,
Of the life so broken,
Of unbreakable clocks—
That always did foretell.

Of endless dark—
The irreplaceable lost,
The forgiveness late,
The happiness cost,
The irrevocable fate—
That never bid farewell.

 

 

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