The words, they  come like memory  distant as the  dawn waking within  dreams whispering  like grief  and again the  sorrows speak remembers the  shadows that  do not sleep,  restless and deep in  their longings black as the  night where even  the black  birds weep for the ghosts  already gone and still those  yet to be […]

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It’s hard to believe you’ve been gone eight years now. It’s true, you left me with a lot of scars and yet you could never fully kill the love I keep in my still mending heart for you……

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