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The Weight of Silence
The house is still, the echoes gone,
Where laughter danced from dusk till dawn.
Now silence reigns, a heavy shroud,
And memories whisper, lost and bowed.
I walk through rooms, a ghost of me,
Haunted by what used to be.
The weight of absence, a constant ache,
A heart that's broken, and will not break.
About the Creator
Francisca
Hi everyone my name is Francisca i am a writer and also I also love cooking.With a passion for exploring the complexities of life through fiction,I bring characters to life in a way that feels both relatable and profound.


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