Broken

The lonely mountain top is the bright sky’s company
The empty oyster shell is the sand’s beauty
The walls doodled with twisted alphabets brings tears of joy in his eyes
The craters on the ever so beautiful moon embraced by the mighty sun lights up her scarred face with hope

For, pain is the colour of our bleeding lives
And humiliation is the glory in which no one believes

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