Broken
When the night has come and all seems lost
We cling to the shreds of ourselves that are left behind
In the aftermath of the storm
Memories echo in the haunted corridors of your mind
Your heart shatters into what seems to be a million pieces
Glass
Forever stained
Eternally broken
The winds of change whip harshly at your fragile face
Unable to stand in the chaos you fall to it
A victim of the one thing you always knew you could trust
Love
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