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Bully


People cry over things that are said and seen.

Adults think we will get over it cause we're teens.

They think just saying something will stop us.

They think setting up rules will keep their trust.

What's worst is half of them don't care.

I heard it myself.

Teachers these days need to help crush this curse.

Action is what we need.

 We don't follow the rules anyway.

If you want our trust, go crush the lies that the bully spread on a rainy day.

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<p>ttsycho, I totally agree with you on everything mentioned in this&nbsp;<strong><em>ABSOLUTELY&nbsp;</em></strong>amazing poem.</p>

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