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Bully


twinkle twinkle little stars I can see all your scars you may look shiny over there but I can tell that you don't care haters come and haters go but your more like a bully without a life though you may think that it's okay to walk around and be mean all day the one that you just called fat has been fighting anorexia to stay like that she heard the word that you said and she went home and hung her head bully bully in this place your nothing more than a childish face now we lay her down to sleep because you had to be the big bad sheep now look at her face and see what she done this is what she did with her fathers gun.
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