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In the Shadows of Memory
In Twilight's Hollow In twilight's hollow, shadows pirouette, Amidst whispers of a dying day's last breath. My soul, a canvas, worn by love's dark hue, Echoes with longing, like a distant, mournful dew. Oh, fairest night, thy veil of darkness falls, A shimmering mist that beckons to memory's walls, Where embers of our love still glow, a fleeting dream, Haunting my waking hours, a persistent, aching theme. In this desolate land, where darkness reigns supreme, I search for thee, my guiding star, my heart's sweet, searing pain, A vision of lost joy, beckoning me to roam, Through the vast, uncharted expanse of time and space. Yet, in silence, I hear thy whispered name, A promise echoing through passion's fading flame, A bond that once united our hearts, now reduced to ash, A dying ember, flickering in the dark's cold clash. Oh, cruel fate, that took thee from mine eyes, Leaving me here, to pine in misery's dark, hollow surprise, The stage, once filled with love's sweet, tender, vibrant might, Now empty, hollow, devoid of thy radiant light.
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