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A bully poem

He stands at the edge
Looking down at his fate
The few words they said...
Carved in his brain
He seemed so happy
All the time
But in reality
It was all a lie
So here he is
At the edge
About to end, was his life
But then he found that sweet sunshine
So now he is
Happy and free
The words in his brain
Have faded away...

Written by Suicide-Dreamers

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