In shattered whispers, echoes lie,
A broken heart, a tear-stained sky.
It beats, it weeps, in silent ache,
A symphony of sorrow, no solace to take.
Fractured pieces, once whole and true,
Scattered fragments, a somber view.
A love once cherished, now torn apart,
Leaving trails of pain within the heart.
Each crack a story, each fissure a tale,
Of promises lost in a tempest's gale.
It mourns the moments, the joy now gone,
A haunting melody, an endless mournful song.
So let the shards pave a path anew,
As time unveils a different hue.
For from the ache, may strength impart,
A mended spirit from a broken heart.
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