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Frozen stars in the shadows of changing seasons, the pain of love engraved in acrylic gold
Frozen stars in the shadows of changing seasons, the pain of love engraved in acrylic gold Swirls through the sunlight, draped in somber mists, the echo of endless memories Of a timeless love story, I feel the frozen sigh of a suffering sunset While the warm mustard dew of shifting fog gently caresses the sapphire fringes of silent seas Singing sober melodies on the rain-kissed horizon, heavy with onyx tears of anguish Like a black rose wilting, mourning in a mahogany coffin, locked with painful memories Embalmed in shades of hailstorms, somewhere between split gusts and winds of sorrow The dismal sunflower remains captive, a dusty souvenir with the grayish green of a shattered September For every autumn hides a story, lost among the dark sights of dripping leaves And I will always bloom from an opaque mirage, listening to the forest fading, whispering sad odes To the melancholic wind, feeling time flow through my veins like a river of regrets Memories melt into colors of fermented must, and my thoughts wander through labyrinths of fog In this symphony of sadness, words dance on the knife edges of my troubled conscience Drops of nostalgia trickle down the windows of the soul, reflecting a past that no longer exists And I, a captive spectator in my own mind, watch as the fabric of reality unravels Leaving behind only echoes of a love that once was, now lost in the waves of time Thus, I float through the sea of melancholy, clinging to fragments of memories like lifebuoys As the horizon drifts further away, and I sink into the depths of my own consciousness Where frozen stars and wilted roses form constellations of an inner universe Pulsating to the rhythm of a broken heart, but one that still beats, still hopes, still dreams of eternity.
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