The Composing of Midnight Hues

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The rising sound of notes unwrittten
A melody within the mind.
Tuneless masterpiece for one.

A broken Maestro of shattered keys.

The halls cobwebbed with memories.
Waltzing shadows and whispers
in the crisp blue light.

Garden overgrown with broken glass,
thorns and shards, and withered blooms.
Turned to dust between the striking
of notes.

Cold ash in a half warmed hearth.
All things lush turned to stone.

Melancholy measures
and slow cresendo.
Into C.
Perhaps into madness.

The breath of her swaying
flames of candles near extinguished.
Anguished notes that lilt and lull.
Halting like her heart.

Encore.



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