Unspoken words haunt.

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In shadows deep, where silence thrives,A haunting weight, our heart connives,For words unsaid, they linger on,A symphony of thoughts long gone

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In shadows deep, where silence thrives,
A haunting weight, our heart connives,
For words unsaid, they linger on,
A symphony of thoughts long gone.

The echoes of unspoken tales,
Like spectral wisps, they leave their trails,
Through sleepless nights and quiet days,
They dance in veiled, mysterious ways.

In hidden chambers of the mind,
Emotions trapped, forever bind,
Regrets and fears, they intertwine,
A tapestry of memories, divine.

Oh, what if we had found the voice,
To make our hearts' deepest choice?
To speak our truths, release the pain,
And break the chains of that silent bane.

But time moves on, and days slip by,
Yet still, those words, they seem to fly,
Through haunted halls of what could be,
A future shaped by what we set free.

So let us learn from shadows past,
That in our hearts, a power vast,
Resides within each word we hold,
To heal, to mend, to be bold.

For nothing haunts us like the weight,
Of things unsaid, the missed debate,
So speak your heart, let truth hold sway,
And banish haunting whispers away.
-lilgattino


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