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Whispers in the dark
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Time heals, they oft repeat to me,
believing that they speak the truth
but flames so bright can never fade:
instead, in shadow they're renewed.
With contemplation overlaid,
the ache of joyful memory
For, in the darkness, light must seem,
to burn with new intensity:
in silence, sounds before unheard,
are amplified beyond mere words:
and memories of love, in pain,
from recollection won't abstain
Yet reminiscence must evoke
nostalgia of times more enjoyed.
I still recall each phrase you spoke
and know your face's lines by heart,
but would you even know my voice
or hear these whispers in the dark?
believing that they speak the truth
but flames so bright can never fade:
instead, in shadow they're renewed.
With contemplation overlaid,
the ache of joyful memory
For, in the darkness, light must seem,
to burn with new intensity:
in silence, sounds before unheard,
are amplified beyond mere words:
and memories of love, in pain,
from recollection won't abstain
Yet reminiscence must evoke
nostalgia of times more enjoyed.
I still recall each phrase you spoke
and know your face's lines by heart,
but would you even know my voice
or hear these whispers in the dark?
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Haunting imagery....