by Anindita Guha
The glass crashed on the floor
I could not hear the noise
Just the pieces shattering on the floor
I bled
As the tears flew
And my heart pushed itself out from my lips
A wail
That matched the noise of the glass shattering
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Anindita is a product and marketing professional in the software industry. She is a Mass Communication post graduate whose real passion lies in uncovering the mysterious ways of the mind. She is an avid reader and a keen observer of human actions and their reactions... some spoken, some unspoken
Last updated August 29, 2015