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Whispers Beneath the Willow 1 by Asther

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Whispers Beneath the Willow 1

ballad

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Ink of night, spill your tales, paint the stars with longing hues,
Each tear a prism catching fragments of the days we used to know,
Fragments of a fragile world that time will never show.
Each tear a prism catching fragments of the days we used to know,
A river of forgotten words flows quiet, deep, and shy.
Though you’ve slipped beyond the dawn, your echo fills my chest,
A soft soul’s melody, in sorrow dressed.
But here I stand, a fragile leaf, caught in the storm,
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Ink of night, spill your tales, paint the stars with longing hues,
Each tear a prism catching fragments of the days we used to know,
Fragments of a fragile world that time will never show.
Ink of night, spill your tales, paint the stars with longing hues,
Each tear a prism catching fragments of the days we used to know,
A river of forgotten words flows quiet, deep, and shy.
Though you’ve slipped beyond the dawn, your echo fills my chest,
A soft soul’s melody, in sorrow dressed.
A soft soul’s melody, in sorrow dressed.
Your eyes like ancient constellations,
Map my wandering heart,
Guiding through the labyrinth,
Where light and shadow part.
Each tear a prism catching fragments of the days we used to know,
Fragments of a fragile world that time will never show.
Ink of night, spill your tales, paint the stars with longing hues,
In every whispered memory,
I’ll find the sound of your voice.
Ink of night, spill your tales, paint the stars with longing hues,
In every whispered memory,
I’ll find the spark I can’t refuse.
A whisper’s beneath the willow,
Where our dreams once dared to fly,
A river of forgotten words flows quiet, deep, and shy.
Though you’ve slipped beyond the dawn,
Your echo fills my chest,
A soft soul’s melody,
In sorrow dressed.
If I could weave the winds and tides,
To bring you close once more,
I’d run for endless dusk,
To dance on heaven’s shore.
But here I stand, a fragile leaf,
Hot in the storm’s embrace,
Hope in the song’s embrace,
Hope in the combo.
Hope in the combo.