Dancing with words

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In the shadows of despair's embrace,
A waltz of broken letters interlaces.
Dancing with words, once filled with light,
Now shattered, fractured, in perpetual night.

The rhythm weaves with hollow strides,
Lost echoes of emotions, where hope subsides.
Verse by verse, melancholy unfolds,
Each syllable a tear, a tale untold.

A desolate ballroom, bereft of cheer,
Whispers of sorrow etch every frontier.
Themes of heartache pirouette and twirl,
Revealing a story of a fragmented world.

The cadence, once vibrant, now dances low,
A dirge for a spirit shrouded in woe.
With each phrase, pain's symphony resounds,
Words, once vibrant, in misery drown.

Metaphors mourn, their beauty stripped,
Ink stained with anguish, melancholy dripped.
Adrift between stanzas, sadness entwines,
The dance of broken words, never more benign.

In this gloomy choreography, hope's refrain,
Lost within lines that bear a somber stain.
But even in darkness, resilience resides,
Whispering for solace, as despair subsides.

So dance, shattered words, though the path feels long,
May your rhythm find solace and emerge strong.
In the tapestry of sorrow, healing may be found,
For within the broken, new stories shall abound.

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