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For the Bullied One's

October 18, 2012
By Anonymous

I hate the sun
I hate my soul
I don’t want to breathe or smell the breeze
My brain is on fire, are there firefighters for words?
The temperature is high but I am so cold
My fever is high but is only from my tears
I am nothing like is definition
So should I leave the world?
No, I’ll stand tall like a tree and remember if you cut me I’ll grow right back
I’ll live my life to the fullest
While you sit being lifeless


The author's comments:
My friend was bullied all through her high school years, I wish we went to the same school but we couldn't because i move and now i wrote this for her.

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