اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I crouch in a crack
of the wall,
peeping me through
a crowd,
a crowd-shaped room,
my new way to be
there's no way out,
and now by default
my thickness increases
how many other me?
like scratches of blood,
like cracks in the wall
but too many cracks now I see
soon I'll be a crumbling down
