Somnium Fractum from Requiem Aeternam by 9fingers

The dust motes dance in fractured light,
A ripple of shadows in the fading day.
Your name, a whisper on the wind tonight,
A phantom echo, slipping far away.

And I, a moth drawn to a dying flame,
Circle your absence, a silent plea.
This love, a whisper, a forgotten name,
A fragile hope that will never be.

The city sleeps, a concrete lullaby,
But in my heart, a storm begins to brew.
I trace your outline in the starless sky,
A constellation only I can view.

And I, a moth drawn to a dying flame,
Circle your absence, a silent plea.
This love, a whisper, a forgotten name,
A fragile hope that will never be.

The clock ticks on, a metronome of pain,
Each second lost, a shard of broken glass.
I gather fragments, try to mend the stain,
For love's never meant to be given a pass.

And I, a moth drawn to a dying flame,
Circle your absence, a silent plea.
This love, a whisper, a forgotten name,
A fragile hope that will never be.

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