Here inside is empty dark
the silence - music through the halls.
The echoes dance behind
the lights that cannot shine.
Don't say a word - no whispers of
dreams that will not live
within these walls.
Hold on with failing finger's grasp
to the pale, streaming ribbons
that tie your heart.
Listen softly in the night
to the silver song of songs
that is your name.
Try not to cry out
as the music fades,
leaving only dark.
Loss will bring forgiveness.
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