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Because Of You

Because of you, bully, I can no longer look in a mirror.
Because of you, bystander, I can no longer stand up for myself.
Because of you, parents and teachers and administrators, I can no longer trust.
You, bully, were supposed to be my friend.
You, bystander, were supposed to help me in my time of need.
You, parents and teachers and administrators, were supposed to protect me when others couldn't.
Because of you, world, I am no longer alive.

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