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Dedicated to all victims of bullying, which include girls & boys of all ages, sizes, and backgrounds. (That includes me too.) "You can beat a bully without using your fists!"
He's a stable smithyThinks his genius words are pithyAs he pounds, pounds, poundsInto the night.Swings his big word-hammerNever minding lies and grammarCuz he's gotta, gotta, gotta
The eyes of the devil are staring at me, waiting for a mistake. Like a predator, It glares madly to each of the steps I take.
The pounding of your fist at the door of my chest Can no longer withstand what you tell it to No matter the number of times you use your sultry words to beckon it to life
Those comments you left
Betrayl seems something of the sort
Change Change Change, All about and all around But it’s the wrong kind of change.
Girls like her, they don’t feel. That’s what you tell yourself. Vicious is how one would describe your words. But that doesn’t stop you from typing them out. Without blinking you press enter.
The tears were streaming down my face, happy thoughts I could not retrace. I stare up at my computer screen, social media can be so mean. I type my goodbyes
Shattered My words are shattered on my tongue Slicing my gums Too afraid to swallow But the words are broken Will not come out They cut up my insides Because I have not let them out