In love's contours, now faded and worn,An old flame, in darkness, reborn.Echoes of laughter, promises sworn,In the heart's hollow, silently mourn.In the mind's abyss, memories torn,In the echo of words, we're forlorn. Thank you for visiting with us. For more Literature related content, visit our blog at The Ritual. Photo by Lucian on Unsplash
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