The haunting sounds of yesterday;
always present, lurking in the dark corners.
Secluded, she tries to hide from the whispers.
Sad memories invade her sacred space.
Wrapped in solitary confinement;
she attempts to disappear.
© Debra McLain
Excerpt from the book “Silhouettes Of My Soul”
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