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Broken fragments scattered,
I bend and pick each one to gather,
a part pierces my delicate skin,
bleeding profusely,incessantly.
Still, carefully I collect the bits,
Pain exceeds the bearing strength,
a scream within dies its own death,
drenched in tears of rage and sorrow,
the soul disembarks for a new voyage…
Futile goes every effort,
In vain is washed the pristine love,
In front of mind of a Narcissus,
my heart goes helpless and vulnerable…
Recuperating after the lancinating feel,
i fuse my broken fragments again,
Yet stronger to withstand the stupor,
Patiently I try to find the end!
soumyav 