They were hurting all over
Their breaths were ragged
They cried out for help
But no one cared
They were kicked and punched
Spitting out blood
They begged and plead
But were never heard
They covered up the bruises
As to not let anyone see
They were suffering all alone
With no one by their side
And yet when they opened their eyes
And looked at themselves
They saw no bruise
Nor were there any marks
They were left unscathed
But were hurting all over
No one seemed to see their pain
This was a battle that wasn't over
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Poems
PoetryThere is really no need for a description. They're poems??? But really sad poems. Really, really sad poems.
