But
The little girl
Badly beaten and bruised,
Frightened and confused,
Hides in the closet
Amongst
The boxes and shoes
And
Holds her breath,
Holds herself as still as a mouse,
Because if she does not breathe
She does not
Exist.
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Chole Into Diamonds 
Devastating but brilliant portrayal. This touches me emotionally – well written.
Thank you Mike. I am glad you felt the emotion in this one!
Excellent and powerful. They rhyme worked well the serious content.
Thank you Benjamin:-)
You’re welcome 🙂
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