Mourning Dusk

Beneath the mourning dusk's gentle veil,

Sadness dances with the fading light.

Its melancholic rhythm, a mournful tale,

Guides the world into the embrace of night.

The setting sun weeps its final tear,

As shadows creep upon the earth's embrace.

Within this twilight realm, sadness draws near,

Tugging at heartstrings with gentle grace.

In the hushed stillness of the eventide,

I find solace in sadness' tender caress.

For in sorrow's arms, emotions collide,

And in the darkness, I discover true finesse.

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