Baking sorrow in the summer sun

Sitting there empty
Bereft of purpose
Echos sing out
Ghosts of laughter
Those sad eyes
Tears stain
Give evidence of what’s past
The pain of no longer belonging
Bright birds run in waves
Howls ring out
And still this hollow empty
Heartbeat stills
Hopes fade to forgetting
Painful pleading through scars
Just a memory
Of what should have been

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