Pale shadows, illusions of
love
Shattered by morning’s light
Mere memories of softness
Disappeared with the night
Sunlight loves to burn it
down
Silver on the pillow falls
She can’t stand to face the
day
Rolls back over, looks at
walls
Too strong to cry, to proud
to beg
Too hurt ever to go back
That ice so thick, painfully
deep
Fades the heart to bitter
black
He never knew
The foolish man
Never knew the hurt he caused
And rabbit ran
He never knew
…Two foolish men
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