S H A Tt E R

She stands alone,

a crumpling wave of droplets filled with tears streaming down,

the unbreakable pain,

absorbed by her shattered heart,

her beautiful facade,

hidden for so long,

hidden among the silence,

the wandering man,

wandering and wandering,

"Can you feel the pain?"

she questions the man,

her voice hoarse from her unheard cries,

her fragile heart,

filled with emotional injuries,

one more rejection,

will finally cause her heart to explode,

in to several shards of pain,

the man,

clearly oblivious,

with a short pause,

shake his head,

murmurs a low no,

turning away,

drops his head,

walks out of her life,

another deep scar,

across her broken heart,

the last one of all,

before,

she faces her

own horror

of death.

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