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Beneath the moon’s unyielding stare,
I wander halls where shadows wear
the scent of you—now turned to dust,
a memory chained to love and rust.

Your hands once lit my midnight air,
now empty silence lingers there;
the roses wither, black with grief,
their thorns my only cruel relief.

The chapel bells toll slow and low,
a requiem the night must know;
I kneel where marble angels weep,
their stone hearts keeping secrets deep.

O cruel fate, that stole your breath,
that kissed your lips with iron death,
and left me clinging to the void—
a hollow soul, a love destroyed.

Yet still I call you, pale, divine,
a ghost forever bound to mine;
though time decays, though heavens fall,
I’ll love you past the end of all.