a cold chill
reverberates down the
crooked spine
of a girl
beaten and broken,
old eyes peer out,
staring
and
daring
But you walk on by
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a cold chill
reverberates down the
crooked spine
of a girl
beaten and broken,
old eyes peer out,
staring
and
daring
But you walk on by
To the One True Author
Something new, something blue. The adventures of a couple and their cat.
Almost Meaningful
For the Beautiful and Broken