Poems.

Poems

Chapter 1

Dying.

My breath holds on one chord.
I remember thinking Oh Lord.
I wasn't dead of a natural cause.
A shady guy thought I was lost.
I was thinking bloody murder.
But,it wasn't bloody it was unintentional nurture.
Those kids killed me with words already.
I should put a knife to my throat and hold it steady.
Those imbisuls are the stupid one's.
Because I really thought I won.
They miss me.
They thought I was dying I am already dead.


My
Poem was based on
Bullying it has to stop.


Take a stand. Manage the bullying.

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