Affection

She sat motionless, in silence , facing the corner.

They watched through the glass, broken, as they had tried to warn her.


She gazed at the mirror, revealing her reflection. She thought about her family,

And and all their affection.


Her tear-filled eyes gaze down, nothing, no feelings, just the deepest frown.

Her eyes are red, the taste on her tongue is still bitter and stale.

She buries her head between her knees, and there she sits, so weak, so frail.


Her parents get up from their chair, gaze once again at their child that was once so fair.

They walk away, never to return, for their child is broken and unable to learn.

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