Shattered
He broke my heart at a tender age, Leaving me broken with no help or aid. I fell at seven, thinking I was going to heaven, but instead I broke a leg. I crawl and beg, but to no avail, and I became pale from the pain it brought. @ith a face of pain, I scream and shout like a wailing baby, left alone daily with none to comfort his saddening discomfort.
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