اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
A secret bottled in your orbs,
A flutter, a whisper on your lips
You came in disjointed parts,
My nucleus, overcame with lies
Your sanity is my grace, all mislaid forever, never
Sipping all your vanity,
Slipping into seamlessness,
My prudence is in shambles,
My war with the ancient.
