If on thoughts of death we are fed, Thus, a coffin, became my bed.
— E.A. Bucchianeri
Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan
© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved
If on thoughts of death we are fed, Thus, a coffin, became my bed.
— E.A. Bucchianeri
Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera Phan
© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved