Something that wrote itself.

Nights bring,
Aches and pains,
Such frights,
Of this terrible game,
No-one cares,
If Im hurt,
They all laugh,
I see them smirk,
Throw me down,
In the dirt,
Then I was saved,
By an Angel named Sky,
So amazing,
He picked me up,
When I was down,
Made me smile,
Never frown,
But then he left,
And Im alone again.

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  • Judy T Lloyd on Apr 15, 2009

    At least someone came to your aid, and sooner another will come to your aid.

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