Not
In shadows deep, where whispers dwell,
A tale unfolds, yet not for me to tell.
In labyrinths of thought, where echoes play,
Words take flight, but drift away.
Not for the heart that aches alone,
Not for the soul that’s turned to stone.
In realms unseen, where dreams entwine,
I pen a story, yet it’s...
A tale unfolds, yet not for me to tell.
In labyrinths of thought, where echoes play,
Words take flight, but drift away.
Not for the heart that aches alone,
Not for the soul that’s turned to stone.
In realms unseen, where dreams entwine,
I pen a story, yet it’s...