echoes like a haunting
old piano rhythm.

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The sound of lost love

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The sound of lost love
isn’t loud
it’s the silence that plays
when you hear their name
and pretend you don’t feel a thing.

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~Hiemal departures~

The sound of lost love,
reverberates through
sepia-shaded longings,
their hiemal hues melting
in hushed momentums,
where mothwhispers echo
of untimely departures~

a silent syntax twixt
staying and sacrifice...

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The sound of lost love is a quiet ache,
a song that ends but never stops playing,
somewhere deep within the heart.

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Is.never
make noise
But.. Its affect
to the future

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The sound of lost love is a silent ache—a whisper between heartbeats. It echoes in the quiet moments when laughter once lived, in songs that now sting, and in memories that breathe softly yet painfully. It is the rustle of letters never sent, the sigh of a breeze through an empty room, and the faint echo of a name that no longer answers. Lost love doesn’t scream; it lingers—gentle, haunting, and eternal.

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Is like the crackling
sound of broken glass
each shard remembers
the warmth which
could never last.

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is the whisper of
memories,
now turned to
sorrow!

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bears ancient weight—
heart
an urn
of unfinished gods,
their murmurs
unhoused.

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