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The Bully


Growing up I would take an outsider's position The quiet one Other outsiders would mention I never said a word but I quietly listened And I didn't get disturbed They inspired ambition Man I got judged when my attire was different... Everybody must've thought I desired affliction Honestly That's exactly what inspired my vision I was focused on myself instead of trying to fit in Yes The bully came up disguised as a friend At first I didn't know because they'd hide it within Now they get exposed because they lied to me then If I couldn't beat them all I'll try it again But The better feeling doesn't lie in revenge Please call every bully out to God Be not afraid and don't you ever try to hide When you relax is when the Lord can have a shot And I promise you soon They'll be going through a lot...
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Dexsta Ray

It's not about me. It's not about you. It's all about God. Learning to be swift to hear and slow to speak. Traveling is a passion of mine. Still learning to be that change. Consider me a work in progress.

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Dexsta Ray
Thanks a lot! Much love!
Cierra_ford
Wow I love your poem. It's amazing

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