Weaving lies and truths
In shadows cast by memories lost, I tread,
Willing to creep into a thousand masks, to pretend,
If only to grasp the echoes of heartbeats,
When your laughter danced through the hollow halls of my soul.
I’d weave a tapestry of lies, bright and vivid,
To cloak the truth, to drown the silence that remains,
For those fleeting moments, the warmth of your gaze,
Are whispers of solace I crave in the storm of my ache.
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