Mar 05. 2025
I'm a labyrinth of silence, a city of stone, Where stories lie buried, and secrets are sown. I house a population, yet breathe no air, And offer a final, dark, ornate repair.
Mar 05. 2025
I'm a labyrinth of silence, a city of stone, Where stories lie buried, and secrets are sown. I house a population, yet breathe no air, And offer a final, dark, ornate repair.