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The Crys of Child Abuse


Why are children being abused, It makes my heart want to cry, Children's bodies are being used, They can't scream for help; their spirit is so dry, We need to put a stop to people being invective, We need to come up with a system that's effective.
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Comments (2)

britrunice
Thank you!
samueltfranklin
Short, smart, and to the point. A well-executed poem with teeth. Try and get this published--it's good!

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