Pain surges through my veins,
Staring upon her hunched figure,
Tears streaming down her cheeks,
Shivers running down her spine,
Screams of agony rippling through the air.
My figure slumps on the floor,
Dry sobs racking through me,
Needles pricking my flesh,
As blood dribbles down her chin,
Eyes bore into my soul,
Her lip busted,
Purple, black bruises,
Salty tears mixed with blood,
Conjuring,
My throat feels hoarse,
A scream echoes from above,
Her pain.
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