Epitaph Epitaph Within these gates, beneath the ground are buried broken promises.
Regrets decay in satin-lined boxes under layers of tears shed in sorrow, pain.
Loves lost lie here along with their shattered hopes and wishes that never came true. In the end, below hallowed ground, all find their place among these rows. If you listen closely, you can hear them whispering in the wind as falling leaves signal the coming of another winter.