Her body weakens. She’s been losing her appetite.
Her spirit shatters. She’s been having weird dreams.
Her soul floats. She’s tormented within.

No one could understand the depths of her despair.
No one knows what will and could happen next.
No one’s there to console her.
She’s been beaten down by life’s oddities.

She’s bruised by words poorly chosen
and inconsiderate actions.
She’s been badly broken…Forgotten…Forsaken.
Beaten. Bruised. Broken.

Will she give up? Or will she make it through?

Beaten Bruised Broken

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