Buried Guilt

Heads bowed,
we stood before
a graveyard
of closed caskets
at a funeral
for hearts turned
to cold stone
frozen to death
through bared teeth.
We received forgiveness
imparted by the dearly departed,
but we assume no fault.

(To anyone who likes this post, thank you so much. You’re my hero.)

Twitter – @AC0040

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