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Sad stories written with the ink of nondisclosure on the canvass of the heart.

Mute the stones and sad the tales that die unsaid A lovely poem of sad beauty. BB: O)

When heart is full, words are few! Succinctly and poignantly put! !

You've touched deep places in the heart here. Amazing.

Many untold stories. That seems to be the secret of life. Beautiful poem. Thank you.

Poets may die writing, but poems they compost shall live forever!

Killing in beautiful action....this write is dangerous, , hahahaha_Soul

Very beautiful but sad. Coincidental too as I have just visited the cemetery. I was coming to your page to warn you of my Tombstone words incase they offended you. The way you have set these words explains well. The cemetery really is one of my favourite places. Thank you

When I visit my wife's grave I look at all the other headstones thinking of all the life's stories they could tell.

The sadness and melancholy is palpable, and yet this sensitive and insightful piece deftly and beautifully shows the truth of loss and the stories end and untold. Beautiful, thank you.

The pain cannot be shared by even the best of friends; it must fade with passage of time and some stories will remain engraved in memory. an excellent write.

Hopefully the pain may fade with time and the good memories will stay. A great poem.