Bullying Kills
Little girl, dry your tears
For today you are free
Your body is healed
Your soul is flying
No longer wanting to flee
Little girl, walk in the sun
Do not fear the light
As it draws near
It ends your suffering
You have won the fight
Little girl, do not worry
Your tormentors are penned
You escaped them at last
With the blessed razor
Your only true friend
Little girl, who couldn't be saved
For bullies go unchecked
If someone had stepped in
Had defended an innocent girl
A life would not have been wrecked
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