Broken

your prying hands
tear me apart.
piece by piece
there goes my heart.
mangled limbs
upon the ground.
no one knows,
couldn’t hear a sound.
when the heart break,
it’s a whisper at best,
just and extinguished light
no trace of the mess.
empty eyes
reflect the soul
of a broken girl
with a big black hole
destroying all
within her path.
it’s too late to love.
that time is past.

Prompt: Broken

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