Ghosted

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Ghosted, a word that stings,
A pain that cuts like broken wings.
A silence that we all must bear,
A wound that never seems to repair.

The days that pass without a word,
The silence that we all have heard.
The messages that go unread,
The feelings that we all have bled.

The moments that we all recall,
The memories that we all enthrall.
The things we did, the things we said,
The things that we all have misread.

Ghosted, a feeling we all know,
A wound that never seems to go.
A heart that's broken, torn apart,
A soul that's lost, a mind that's dark.

But in the darkness, there's a light,
A hope that shines so clear and bright.
A love that never fades or dies,
A spirit that forever flies.

For in the end, we all must see,
That love is all that we can be.
And when we learn to love and trust,
We'll find a way to heal and adjust.

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