In a plethora of colours of different hues, I etch my story with broken beads... In a plethora of colours of different hues, I etch my story with broken beads...
I'll keep going without bowing , Till I find a story to write, I'll keep going without bowing , Till I find a story to write,
Every broken piece, has its own story. Every broken piece, has its own story.
Words of a broken heart. Words of a broken heart.
Repeated Words of a broken heart. Repeated Words of a broken heart.