No matter how good the glass is, if it breaks, it will injure your hands

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GLASS


both hurts when broke.

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Once broken, these pieces shall never align in the same way again, my dear!

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A broken person's smile is mysterious and words deceiving...! Better hold the pieces with caution!

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" 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒑. "

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the glimpse of dull, in the bright
the darkness, hidden within the light
the silence in the chaos of the street
the suffering caused, due to this devil's treat
all drowned beats of my heart
that is what is left of me
a broken heart, a road full of stones
smile of a joker, the loneliness of a dead retard

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तमाम उम्र आस रही हमें, किसी की तलाश में
जिंदगी कुछ नहीं अब, सिर्फ कट रही है ग्लास में...

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But that's the thing about
brokenness, right? Once a glass
breaks, it's not fragile anymore;
people are scared to come close
in fear of hurting their own hands.
Darling, that is why you must wear
your breakdown as your armour.

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GLASS or SILK?!!

Have u seen them ??
The one which builds up a barrier yet lets u see beyond !!
Could be just yourself or even US!!

We could be one !! Each beyond the glass!!Yet one!!
Watching each other closely and clearly!
But totally apart!!
We could be one!! Each beyond the silk !! Be different!!
Yet totally be the same !!
All divided by a partition which shall end up being called a GLASS or a CURTAIN !!

Me being me !! And u being u!!
The distance between us !!
Shall harden, solidify and end up as opaque as cement!!
Or just flow soft,
As smooth and soft, as silk!

The partition!! it shall let us see beyond,
But stop us!!
Silk, it shall be too soft to swipe ourselves beyond,w
Yet let us see beyond!!
Cement, it shall be too hard to see beyond,
Yet never let u see beyond!!

Glass or silk!!
For us to choose,
Or could even say, our own ego to choose!!
To decide if our emotions has to be opaque!!
As hard as a wall of cement
To decide if our emotions has to be soft
As soft and smooth as a curtain of silk !!

You choose!!
You decide!!
You grow!!
It’s all your choice!
Glass or silk??
Ego or humane??
The question remains !!

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I can even see it.
Not only feel it,
but I can see it.
How broken
everything is.

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