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Broken
Fists are bloody,
Bones are broken,
Lying on the ground,
Crying, weeping, bleeding
Hair spread on the ground,
Blood everywhere,
Shouting, crying, yelling,
Bleeding
Eyes looking up at him,
Blinking one last time,
"I hate you" She whispers,
He hits her again,
She loses what little breath she had left,
Eyes filled with hate,
Mouth filled with blood and broken teeth,
Before she dies she whispers,
"You haven't broken me yet.",
He howls in rage,
Fists flying
Punching, kicking,
Blood puoring from her mouth, her nose, her eyes,
She goes up to Heaven,
Safe, warm, happy,
With just one thought,
"He never broke me . . . "
