Abused.

Don’t hurt me I’m fragile,
Just like a dirty old tile,
Stomped and stumped,
Not loved.
Why did you push me?
Did you not see?
A lonely child meant to be loved,
Not shoved.
I went through all hell and pain,
Fought a battle in vain,
Still you kept me chained,
Not loved.

 
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