Midnight Cloister

The moon casts its spectral light across frozen water.

Its dark reflections betray long forgotten images of love and lies,

and from frigid wasteland memories,

malevolent shadows call.

Visions of misdirected passions dance before my melancholy eyes,

and in their morbid beauty,

I find the strength to cry.

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