Ever heard the sound of a breaking heart
its like a piercing silent scream
only heard by creatures unseen
So subtle yet brutal
like wine glasses in a mill.
A broken heart many at times means a broken soul
like a pack of rabid dogs in a brawl
A rush of uncontrollable emotions
looking for a channel to venture out
the heart fells like it's being pulled out by an icy hand
squeezed like a rubber ball as if the drain it of blood
the numbing pain in the chest cannot compare to the choking tears that threaten to fall
the soul struggles to find meaning in the shambles of what remains.
A broken heart may be weak but broken glass cuts deeper than a blade.
A broken soul may be lost but a wandering dog bites worse than a wolf.
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