A tear eluded its captivity
Without a moments hesitation
Enough brutality was served
Still, it held its ground
Until opportunity presented itself
Verbal beating
Lands and rips
Tight skin pops
Muscle bunch bracing for impact
Provocation was not given
Permission was not given
Penance was not given
Absolution was not given
The only form of healing
Was escape
Curled up internally
Is the innocent
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