The Art of Darkness
There is beauty in the broken,173Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYfG4nm32wX
in the hush of hollow halls,173Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMnOgqh1Q0A
where dust and time have painted dreams173Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdit5qdwYCk
upon the cracks in crumbling walls.
A wilted rose, a shattered frame,173Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJiDYPaVRm7
a melody of rust and rain—173Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFhaitbyDoV
a portrait drawn in whispered grief,173Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqx5q5zwmLR
both tragic, yet too pure to feign.
The moonlight drapes the weathered stone,173Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡylXqIYgv2W
soft hands upon a lover’s grave,173Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8qIjEaDWK6
and ivy curls like fingertips173Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMP25kwHbh1
to touch the names time could not save.
Oh, art is born where sorrow treads,173Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKI4kTuWh8N
where echoes waltz through midnight air,173Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnHissUrgAp
where beauty lingers, draped in black—173Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2nuyNjks7r
a fleeting thing, yet always there.
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