Anit-bullying
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They said that I'm ugly.
That my parents didnt care.
They said that I was fat,
And laughed when my brothers were no longer there.
They said that I smelled,
They laughed because the lies stayed the same.
Seeing their child hanging from handle bars is every parent's dream,
but seeing them hanging by a noose is the fate that I deem
will happen to those whose dream is to be set free.
It's 4 am I am wide awake
I know no one who is up this late
I think about everything you've done
As I prepare for my last dawn
You've lied your last one
They believed you over me
I never touched you
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We all Want More.
One more Job
One more Friend
One more Dollar
One more Life
