your "dike"
alone burning with anger
becoming stone the only defense
she gets hate from a stranger
she didn't do anything worth offense
.
she walked covered in bruises
past every person who could've help
but they said nothing: too scared
and by doing so they were just as guilty
.
she loved with all of her heart
and that was fine for them, but
who she loved gave them a start
They claimed improper conduct
.
the bullies loved to leave notes
all the notes shared the same word
it did hurt the first few times
but her soul died, she was numb
.
she knew what to do
and she would follow through
she left them all a letter
and she laid for her final rest
they read and she had wished them the best
ending her note with sincerely your "dike"
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