The Art of Darkness
There is beauty in the broken,180Please respect copyright.PENANAATEDnL0lxG
in the hush of hollow halls,180Please respect copyright.PENANAKQTf8cPWua
where dust and time have painted dreams180Please respect copyright.PENANAILbAPTXRJR
upon the cracks in crumbling walls.
A wilted rose, a shattered frame,180Please respect copyright.PENANAQxdt7xOr8y
a melody of rust and rain—180Please respect copyright.PENANAMZtCc7z62l
a portrait drawn in whispered grief,180Please respect copyright.PENANAbCDP2nhB3D
both tragic, yet too pure to feign.
The moonlight drapes the weathered stone,180Please respect copyright.PENANATgpaFTFBbO
soft hands upon a lover’s grave,180Please respect copyright.PENANAvj2OR2jDah
and ivy curls like fingertips180Please respect copyright.PENANADpwbwT1dnH
to touch the names time could not save.
Oh, art is born where sorrow treads,180Please respect copyright.PENANARuVO4uNrJf
where echoes waltz through midnight air,180Please respect copyright.PENANA5yTRKWXS0s
where beauty lingers, draped in black—180Please respect copyright.PENANAgjmtbR5KdM
a fleeting thing, yet always there.
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