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Bullying


Watching, Watching, Watching,

Shhh, thinking too loud again.

I cannot get involved,

So, I just watched and watched,

And I did nothing.

Our eyes met and his said,

"Silence does not mean you are not invovled."

I feel Rotten.

Not for watching, but for pretending to not watch.

Our eyes met again and this time,

"Stop watching and get invovled."

I thought, why? 

Because silence is a silent killer-- a silent serial killer.

 

 

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