Crowd is too filled.
I don’t know what with..
But it’s sure, it’s filled.
Filled with faces I feared,
Drowned with cries I feared.
I agree,
I did fared for many..
Many dreams and
I feared these are not.
It starts with your face,
I command so much..
Today you followed with such muticiplicity.
Then His face,
I charmed every moment
But his consent wasn’t there
Then it’s from them
I hated most..
With curses I shelved in my heart.
Is this the way,
If yes..
Why so much with faces I burdened..
In my path to freedom?
Does a singleton make your pride loss,
Or is it someone else’s curse?
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