Poetry

“Forgive Me”

We remain after years of blame.

We don’t talk much,

but I hear the music

in the #void that you became.

Piano strums meddling

with the hint of soft drums,

as quiet and regretful as your soul.

“Forgive me.”

Your words,

beautiful intent,

untrusting in delivery.

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