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Feb 2014
My heart broke,
when i saw him within
the injustice he suffered,
what they said to him.
they beat him down,
and caused him great pain,
they hurt him so much,
that he didn't get up again,
he just layed there
as they beat him down.
he didn't move,
nor make a sound,
they broke his soul,
they poisoned his heart,
they hurt him so much,
that he fell apart.
little by little he tore at the seams,
little by little they killed his dream.
the pain was too great for him to bare.
so much so that his warm heart felt to ice,
becomes a cold stare.
he bid fairwell to the world,
as he blew it a kiss,
before he fell into his depression,
His Black Abyss.
Written by
yaraly garcia  selma cali
(selma cali)   
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