The Art of Darkness
There is beauty in the broken,157Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2UQDPAtysp
in the hush of hollow halls,157Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdKY14TEeP7
where dust and time have painted dreams157Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrh5PRdzvaa
upon the cracks in crumbling walls.
A wilted rose, a shattered frame,157Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡttTjFG7FxZ
a melody of rust and rain—157Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7j5yZJfN3Y
a portrait drawn in whispered grief,157Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYBQQ53hL8Y
both tragic, yet too pure to feign.
The moonlight drapes the weathered stone,157Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG7whmNrp0V
soft hands upon a lover’s grave,157Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtQpKVhtE4b
and ivy curls like fingertips157Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2BwkLjXS7U
to touch the names time could not save.
Oh, art is born where sorrow treads,157Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfaxuHnGRH5
where echoes waltz through midnight air,157Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ47PpPb2nfk
where beauty lingers, draped in black—157Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDXKQuQOhzO
a fleeting thing, yet always there.
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