Too Many
By Lord R.e. Taylor
Too many live their lives
Scarred, beaten, and sometimes killed
Covering their pain with fake smiles
A few “accidents” leave marks
But their deepest bruises are never seen
© Poem – X/XXIX/MMXXI
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