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Shriyanshi Yadav

Tragedy

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Shriyanshi Yadav

Tragedy

Piece Of Glass

Piece Of Glass

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Broken glasses on the floor,

With kisses of blood

Shining colours of human soul,

Replaced with black of world.


Edges, scream to run away

Scaring the million hands.

The night here is replaced by day,

No footprints on this sand..


Your tears won't melt these shards,

Your consolation won't heal.

Its the darkness between the star,

That's not meant to be seen,


But the eyes, eager to find

This poison's truth

And soon realised

Its a cursed heart broken in two..


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