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life


If somebody comes along,

In your small life,

Remind them,

That not only them but you and everyone around you,

Are not toys to use and throw away,

You, me, my friends, your friends, 

We are not people who just let people treat us like shit,

It isnt fair that they treat us like sex toys, 

Once we get old, they throw us away.

ME, YOU, AND ALL OF OUR FRIENDS, HAVE ALL BEEN BULLIED, WHETHER PHYSICAL, OR MENTAL, WE ALL HAVE SCARS, BECAUSE OF THEM.

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