This voice echoes inside my heart
The image flickers in my mind
The smell follows me everywhere
Feelings never seem to fade
Knowing it will never happen again
It breaks me down and renders me alone
The depths of my hatred are shallow
A heightened sense of forgiveness
It is the hand that holds the key
A never ending chase
Echoing in the distant is the faint cry
My ears tuned to it
It is the voice the echoes in my heart
I see the images that haunts my mind
This is the smell that i fear
Thus the end has arrived
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