The Art of Darkness
There is beauty in the broken,168Please respect copyright.PENANANxtnP3uJ5K
in the hush of hollow halls,168Please respect copyright.PENANA8i2LVogSCY
where dust and time have painted dreams168Please respect copyright.PENANAp5V8Sf4hl4
upon the cracks in crumbling walls.
A wilted rose, a shattered frame,168Please respect copyright.PENANAqwJpc8eCe4
a melody of rust and rain—168Please respect copyright.PENANA9opMveH2VC
a portrait drawn in whispered grief,168Please respect copyright.PENANAMfaMNcRN8R
both tragic, yet too pure to feign.
The moonlight drapes the weathered stone,168Please respect copyright.PENANAHTiVi64iij
soft hands upon a lover’s grave,168Please respect copyright.PENANABE2KHg95bs
and ivy curls like fingertips168Please respect copyright.PENANA6ndqS0yIRE
to touch the names time could not save.
Oh, art is born where sorrow treads,168Please respect copyright.PENANAJyyNxUwBIL
where echoes waltz through midnight air,168Please respect copyright.PENANAEYdkKY0CeV
where beauty lingers, draped in black—168Please respect copyright.PENANAbyaY4XoY2F
a fleeting thing, yet always there.
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