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Standing there, looking at my reflection Rippled, different, on the oval pond Then I wonder. Who is this? What have I done? Because this certainly isn’t me. Standing there, looking at my reflection Rippled, different, on the oval pond It hits me. It is them. That’s what they’v... - Poetry > Free VerseHated runs through young veins, Lies are told, good men go to war. Endless tyranny from cruel reigns, Death seems so imminent now then before. Juvenile behaviour is therefore crushed, Through the palms of the oppressor. What was once a young boys dream, Is now sitting on a young lads dres...
- Hot Topics > BullyingImagine sitting in that corner, alone. Being teased everyday just for being yourself. Feeling alone because of your background, hair colour, your sexual orientation or even just the way you talk. Imagine being that boy getting beaten up and having to walk home with bruises on your face. That feeling...
- Poetry > Free VerseWe used to be friends, now where are we? We would cry together, be shy together, Now where are we? The smile vanished from your face And disappeared without a trace. Now what we had is gone. You left me alone In the darkest of places. Without a hand to hold....
- Hot Topics > BullyingDo you remember when I told you that I was leaving? You stopped and cried... It was fake Do you remember when I asked you if you would miss me? You looked at me and nodded... It was fake Do you remember the phone call, the one that was a cry of innocence? I thought it was true... It was...
- Poetry > Free VerseWaiting for the day he notices you Wishing that “I will never lose you” Wanting the chance to say “I love you” Waiting for the day he says, “me too.”...
- Poetry > Free VerseI’m keeping it locked up for you Hidden amongst the other secrets The lies The betrayals The endless forgery But as it has been said before Secrets were meant for exploiting...
- Poetry > Free VerseDo you remember when I told you that I was leaving? You stopped and cried... It was fake Do you remember when I asked you if you would miss me? You looked at me and nodded... It was fake Do you remember the phone call, the one that was a cry of innocence? I thought it was true... It was...
