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.