Whispers of gleams they once held
Their torment paints the silence deep
Dulling stars across a fading horizon
No longer hiding the misery they keep
Their edges blur into a fruitless gray
Refusing to dance to any melody
Months since the last song had ended
Devoid of any such youthful reverie
Yet painted in their pupils, daft tales
Love gone wrong, Relations jaded
Misquoted intentions, Chances missed
Harmony discorded, Hope is faded
Painful reminders at every winding turn
No escape from them, Not in a crowd
Wishing to help, Musing for sympathy
Silence unkempt, Disturbances loud
If only they knew, could possibly see
That once not so many oceans before
This dreamer's own were also haunted
Before finding hope from a hidden door
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