One stormy night
The thunder clattered
and the castle shattered.
It got her splintered
and everytime battered.
she burnt in the sky,
to get a little high.
When days went darker
and nights without even a sigh,
tears rolled down the cheeks
blood wetted her skin and made it sleek.
She stood up alone instead of implore,
grabed her pieces which were spread over the floor.
In the air of melancholy which is insane,
she chose to fake a smile again and again.
Because at the end
In the world full of numb faces,
every other soul is left unspoken
which has got a heart already BROKEN..
In response to daily prompt : Broken
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