Poem -

Rory

Rory

He is cruel
That's all he knows
So many experiences of hurt since the day he was born,
each piled up on the last
His spirit is under layers of scar tissue so thick his whole
being is trapped with no way out
His heart constantly ripped out of his body for so long he never
had the chance to feel he has one
No strength to discard of the filters and stop the self defenses
He doesn't know any better than to fight and be inhuman to protect his battered soul

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