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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