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You got in the way
Of the backlash
From uncontrollable,
Unreasonable rage

Smashed in the mouth
Blood and pain
Only left with
Broken teeth

You never saw
The coming meltdown
All you did
Was sit next to him

But he doesn't know
Never realises
Exactly what he did
Not his fault

He's only a child
On a high spectrum
You'll forgive him
Because I do
Copyright © Chris Smith 2015

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