The Art of Darkness
There is beauty in the broken,170Please respect copyright.PENANAShHoQHO1ef
in the hush of hollow halls,170Please respect copyright.PENANA4geFY02Bpq
where dust and time have painted dreams170Please respect copyright.PENANAvHFSxW0BRR
upon the cracks in crumbling walls.
A wilted rose, a shattered frame,170Please respect copyright.PENANAliI7pBYAPz
a melody of rust and rain—170Please respect copyright.PENANAqkkMwltNwQ
a portrait drawn in whispered grief,170Please respect copyright.PENANAaL8M0cwbpO
both tragic, yet too pure to feign.
The moonlight drapes the weathered stone,170Please respect copyright.PENANANIjWG3XdpT
soft hands upon a lover’s grave,170Please respect copyright.PENANA7X3Czw6df7
and ivy curls like fingertips170Please respect copyright.PENANA3eftws6jus
to touch the names time could not save.
Oh, art is born where sorrow treads,170Please respect copyright.PENANAgCmPeyhJ65
where echoes waltz through midnight air,170Please respect copyright.PENANAyr5d9psIf9
where beauty lingers, draped in black—170Please respect copyright.PENANApdDOnczrcn
a fleeting thing, yet always there.
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