Fallen Hero - Poem by Sarah Nugent
Day by day
My hero slips lower from her penastool
Hour by hour news seems to turn negative
more violence occurs threw my eyes.
Can she pick herself up and solve her solutions
winter to summer
more marks are being noticed on her arms
drunken figure on the ground
will she pick herself up and fight back
tell him she isnt his punch bag?
walk away please
peeking thorugh the blinds
blood spluttered on the wall
please let my hero live again
please let there be a happy ending
with my hero being alive....
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