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Beneath the weight of a starless veil,

I trace the seams where the heavens fail.

A whisper hums in the marrow deep,

The voice of Sleep, where the shadows weep.

I am the tide that forgets its shore,

A fragile flame that burns no more.

Yet in the quiet, I hear your call,

A fleeting echo through the endless fall.

Oh, I am tethered to the undertow,

Where the roots of silence softly grow.

Will you carve your name in the ash of me,

Or let the tide pull us out to sea?

Wrap your arms around the fading light,

Hold me close through the endless night.

In the silent tide, we’ll drift away,

Where the stars dissolve and the shadows pray.

Oh, my love, are you still there?

A ghost in the waves, a breath in the air.

Wrap your arms around the fading light,

And carry me home through the silent tide.

The air is thick with the scent of stone,

A cathedral carved where the roots have grown.

Your eyes, a mirror of sapphire and dust,

Reflect the vows that have turned to rust.

I offered my heart to the altar’s flame,

But the deity Sleep never spoke my name.

Still, I kneel in the silt of the ocean’s bed,

Chasing the words that you never said.

Oh, I am tethered to the undertow,

Where the roots of silence softly grow.

Will you carve your name in the ash of me,

Or let the tide pull us out to sea?

Wrap your arms around the fading light,

Hold me close through the endless night.

In the silent tide, we’ll drift away,

Where the stars dissolve and the shadows pray.

Oh, my love, are you still there?

A ghost in the waves, a breath in the air.

Wrap your arms around the fading light,

And carry me home through the silent tide.

I am the rose you left to decay,

A fragile hymn in the break of day.

The fault lines hum where the earth divides,

And I’m lost in the pull of the silent tide.

Are you the one to unravel my chains?

Or will you bury me deep in the veins

Of a world that forgets how to sing my name,

Yet burns so bright in the heart of the flame?

The moonlight fractures on a glassy sea,

Each shard a memory you stole from me.

I’m weightless here, but the ache remains,

A pulse of sorrow in the body’s veins.

You were the harbor I longed to find,

But the waves have claimed what I left behind.

Still, I whisper your name to the midnight air,

Hoping the tide will carry it there.

Wrap your arms around the fading light,

Hold me close through the endless night.

In the silent tide, we’ll drift away,

Where the stars dissolve and the shadows pray.

Oh, my love, are you still there?

A ghost in the waves, a breath in the air.

Wrap your arms around the fading light,

And carry me home through the silent tide.

Oh, the solstice burns where the shadows sleep,

A wound too wide, a cut too deep.

I’m calling out, but the heavens are blind,

Lost in the tide of a fractured mind.

Will you emerge from the ashes and stone?

Or leave me to wander this void alone?

The tide is rising, the stars are gone,

Yet still, I sing whe