IN SHADOWS UPON A WITHERED BLOOM

A veil through shadow embraces the grounds, its former glorious beauty now vanished. The wind whispers lies through the withered thorns, a melancholy melody to forgotten joy. A solitary rose, its petals faded, stands like a silent testament to the transitory nature of all things. Despair Whispers Treachery Heartbreak Rhymes for a Shattered Hea