Shattered glass and shattered dreams,
Raised voices and unending screams.
Cuts & bruises and bad romance,
Broken voices and stagnant dance.
Disheveled hair and silent tears,
Discarded food and unknown fears.
Dying flowers and haunting echoes,
When will it end? Nobody knows.
(inspired by the aftermath of a broken relationship)
By
Vampire
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