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Abused


Looking up and down my arms All you see are scars and bruises Look inside my heart You can see all my pain Look inside my head You will see the color of deepest black Look inside my soul You will see it all again Hear my screams As they pierce the quiet night air Hear my cries But no one comes to lighten my despair Feel the tears As they run straight down my face Hear my bones As they are splintered to the core See your face Bright red from all your rage See your fists As they punch my body relentlessly See your feet As they kick my tattered self See your heart The black hole that shows no mercy
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reetabando
I thought about writing this after reading and hearing stories about children who are abused when they are growing up, and feel like they have no way out.

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