When words cut deep, like shattered glass,
And hearts once whole, now broken pass,
The weight of hurt, a heavy stone,
Presses upon the soul, alone.
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In moments lost, we search for peace,
But memories of pain won't cease,
Echoes of what we've said and done,
Haunt us, beneath the setting sun.
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With every tear, a lesson learned,
That hurtful words can never be burned,
Their scars remain, a constant ache,
A reminder of the love we'll forsake.
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In fragile bonds, we find our strength,
But careless words can cause such length,
Of sorrow, regret, and endless night,
A chasm wide, where love takes flight.
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Pooja Vishwakarma
A skilled researcher and storyteller,Pooja brings depth and nuance to articles, exploring complex issues with sensitivity and clarity.My writing aims to educate, inspire, and foster empathy, making a positive impact on readers' lives
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