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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #2188385
Just a poem
Last night I dreamed of muted sounds
where echoes have no end
Which came from sorrows people face
with hearts that never mend

They follow down the path that leads
through shadows of despair
Beyond the stream of tears they've cried
to the path that leads nowhere

Where the sobs are only memories
that haunt without a word
And bring to life the distant past
of voices never heard

But in the forest of the lost
are trees of lonesome pain
Which mark the passing of the ones
who've ever loved in vain

To escape you must remember
that Death's your only friend
From all the sorrows people face
with hearts that never mend

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