Letras
There were names no one learned
Stories never given breath
Pages never turned
Just silence carved in death
But I remember the shadowed lines
The ones you never let unfold
These are the Ashes of the Unwritten
The sparks that never touched the page
But they still burn behind my voice
A hymn of lives denied by age
I sing them
I hold them
I will not let them fade
In the dust of what could've been
I found their whispers in the wind
Not lost-but left behind
Like poems too soft for time
You never meant to bury them
But silence became your shield
These are the Ashes of the Unwritten
The echoes of what never grew
But they bloom now in this melody
A garden of the almost true
I see them
I feel them
And now... so will you
Even what was never born
Deserves a voice
These are the Ashes of the Unwritten
A requiem for what could not be
But in my breath, they sing again
A final gift of memory
I loved them
You knew them
And now they're finally free