Little Jace had bruises
Like all the other kids
Instead of a bike accident
They came with his father's fist
Touching the blue hue
He winced back in defeat
Lay awake in his room
For he'd been crying in his sleep
YOU ARE READING
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Teen FictionThe first few chapters are rhymes showing flashbacks of Jace's life. After these, it will be a regular story. I wrote this a while ago. It's angsty. Be warned. Will update when I can!
