A constant yearning
Gifts time
Within silent moments
Of remembrance,
Echoing a sharp
Ping of regret
Along lines of shame,
Exploding hurt feelings
Across decades
Of questionable tears
A constant yearning
Gifts time
Within silent moments
Of remembrance,
Echoing a sharp
Ping of regret
Along lines of shame,
Exploding hurt feelings
Across decades
Of questionable tears
My Poetic Style 
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