Late Night Poem

Life of a bully oh how it must be

to have people cower all over your feet

Storming and raging, even the skies are afraid

of who ever would come across you and your rage

 

Life of a bully oh how sad it must be

using insults and punches you think to be strong

but we see you weak and keep trudging on

 

 

 

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