I can hear it
I can hear it
The echoes of what once was
I could feel it
what once I took for granted
I feel now lost
without a way home
The voices echo
The momories dance
Tauntantly in front of my eyes
My pain sounding in the silence
My sorrow bared for all to see
Constantly I hear the echo
Of my past reapetdly
Over and over it sounds
Fading just to repeat again
The echos of happy times
The pain of losing people
The hurt of being alone
Constant echos
A never ending cycle
A never ending limbo
From the echos
In my head
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