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Echoes of Sorrow
The grief of the past is a weight on my soul,
A burden that seems to never let go.
It haunts me in dreams and shadows my days,
A reminder of loss and painful ways.
Memories flood back like an unwelcome tide,
A sorrow that I can never quite hide.
I try to move on, to leave it all behind,
But the pain of the past is always in my mind.
It lingers like a ghost that won't depart,
A wound that still bleeds in my broken heart.
Yet somehow, I find the strength to endure,
To carry on and face each day anew for sure.
For though the pain may never fully cease,
I know that in time, I'll find some peace.
A burden that seems to never let go.
It haunts me in dreams and shadows my days,
A reminder of loss and painful ways.
Memories flood back like an unwelcome tide,
A sorrow that I can never quite hide.
I try to move on, to leave it all behind,
But the pain of the past is always in my mind.
It lingers like a ghost that won't depart,
A wound that still bleeds in my broken heart.
Yet somehow, I find the strength to endure,
To carry on and face each day anew for sure.
For though the pain may never fully cease,
I know that in time, I'll find some peace.
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