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loneliness cannot be heard

in all the words

that leave my tongue

when did I become so numb

in this addictive love

I’ve lost myself and then some

in shining, shimmering moments

in fragments of realities

without given a choice

I still hear your voice

in echoes and shadows

in pages of memories

torn from my mind

please be lost in my past

is all I can ask

and I’ll find my peace

alone here in my aftermath