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Broken people everywhere breaking spirit of other people, 

Broken in soul, in ties, in lives, collectively destructs zeal of others meanwhile, 

They loathe each other for not conducting

 peace with themselves, 

Peace comes from within, 

If there is no peace inside, 

Then, everything is chaotic outside, 

Broken hearts seldom tries to mend other broken peoples, instead sometimes they themselves become the massive roller coaster, 

They become that huge giant engulfing other vulnerable peoples,

They suck energy like a vacuum cleaner, 

Sometimes damaged people are the most dangerous species, 

Alas! Sometimes they become the most destructive agent to deal with!

Brokenness is infectious, 

One broken man breaks another, 

Eventually and apparently, very easily they consumes you, devours you, and sucks your aura, 

You won’t find any reflection of truth,

No peace inside of them! 

As shattered as a broken mirror, 

You cut your hands mending them!

They becomes the alligator that hunts down the humble preys, 

Gradually, they become the destructor! 

©® Farheen Bhuiyan Nancy. 

Incapable

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