Broken inside

When the days become just passing numbers, know you’re broken inside. Sound of a shattered heart is the most silent one. Pieces that can never be mend without withholding cracks.
She was broken too. But people only noticed her smile that was just a picture painted by her to lock the door. Those shredded pieces once narrated a girl who wasn’t afraid to outrage in the world. Now all they do is hold her back.
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