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I lie broken on the ground. Tears run down my pail face as I bit my lip to stop from wailing. A trickle of blood drips down my chin from where my tooth perforated my lip. Although I lie mangled, you still continue to beat me, to kick the remaining life out of me.

As much as it hurts on he out side, it’s the inside that burns with agony. The feeling of worthlessness and rejection is stronger that any physical pain I bear.
My once warm and open heart is now made of stone. The love that once over took me is now a bitter hatred.

You pick me up by my drenched hair, a cruel smile on your face as you ask if i’m okay. You throw your head back and laugh at my suffering.

I give into your cruel jokes and I fall limp into your arms. The tortures look on your face falls as my dead weigh hits you. I’m gone…nothing left but my cold corpse in your, now, shaking arms. The bullet of silence rips through your heart, as you can’t imagine that very fact. You forgiving but severally broken toy is gone. I’m not here for you to take your frustrations out on…i’m not your toy.