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Body shattered

beyond repair

kicked, battered

bypassers stared

Good Samaritan

no longer exists

fear spreading

guardian’s a myth

Waiting to intervene


ruptured spleen


For myself, no respect

stood crying

cause and effect

my soul’s dying

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Structured: Western
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Comments I'll defect. I want one more line somehow seub.
A most unusual and interesting poem this.

Love Ann.

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

thanks Ann don't know how to add to it hope u enjoyed all the best sueb x

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I do hope it is just poetic license


im fine french f but it came from seeing a teenager hit a child and we all stood around him hoping it would stop but noone intervened too afraid teenager was a traveller of about 6 foot and the child about 9 felt terrible afterwards i was in an abusive relationship when i was very young would never take that again as always thanks for your concern but again I write about anything not necessarily things happening the me hope your well have a great day all the best sue b x

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thanks so much Lonnie glad u enjoyed cheers sueb x

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