Eclipsed memory, cast in twilight's grace,
Haunting echoes linger, in this timeworn place.
Fractured aria calls from the depths of the night,
A whispered nocturne veils the world's fading light.
In the garden of stillness, where dreams softly roam,
Each note a reminder that I’m never alone.
Fading opus of laughter, painted skies in their glow,
Yet shadows grow longer, as the cold north winds blow.
Stolen symphony dances, in the heart’s quiet room,
A delicate tapestry woven with sorrow and bloom.
Distant harmonics weave through the fabric of fate,
As the clock ticks in rhythm, our memories await.
Timeless cadence whispers secrets unspoken,
With threads of connection, though hearts seem broken.
Through the veil of an evening, with stars as our muse,
We’ll cherish the moments, even as they refuse.
So let the night cradle our stories untold,
With the echoes of twilight, forever we’ll hold.
In the silence, a promise, beneath skies of velvet,
In each heartbeat a symphony, our love to be met.
And in quiet surrender, as the shadows recede,
We find strength in the sorrow, and from loss, we are freed.
In the symphony of shadows, as day meets the dawn,
With every note cherished, our legacy drawn.
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Eclipsed memory, Fractured aria, Whispered nocturne, Fading opus, Stolen symphony, Distant harmonics, Timeless cadence