Echoes of the Silent Chapel

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In the shadows of the sacred walls,
Whispers linger, haunting calls,
Promises of peace, yet chains unseen,
Binding spirits in a silent scream.

Beneath the altar, tears once shed,
Buried deep where faith once bled,
The hymns of solace, now a dirge,
Souls in torment, on the verge.

Candles flicker, casting fear,
Shadows dance, the past is near,
In the quiet, prayers turn to moans,
Hearts once pure, now turned to stones.

Yet in the dawn, a hope does rise,
Breaking free from faith’s disguise,
In the light, a healing start,
Mending slowly, wounded hearts.

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