A thud, a scream
A fallen dream
A punch, a kick
You move so quick
A cut, a bruise
My pride I lose
A rip, a tear
My skin is bare
I weep, I cry
I want to die
You sit, you stare
You just don’t care
A girl, a boy
She is his toy
A thud, a scream
A fallen dream
A profound feeing of distress, Its what I attain from this piece… (10/10) => Ali
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I would like to translate this poem
THis is good, i like how it moves really quickly good on ya swetie