Dear police,
I would like to report a crime I witnessed. A murderer you let freely walk on your grounds killing guiltless souls. Here's a story, perhaps after reading it your case will be solved.
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I saw her everyday
Felt the mere move of her beaten self
My tears poured forthly at her silent screams
Too bad I was always invisible to her
their words fell on her ears like pierces of knives
She screamed silently from the pain and at that her demons awoke
They fed her more lies inwhich she welcomingly took
Their loud voices outgrew my screams, of to never take it as truths, to her
I saw her everyday, watched her from my place
They threw her with sticks that'd hurt her smooth skin
With insults they mindlessly tore the paper of her soft heart
They paid her inner demons so they'd kill her with more nonsense of words
And oh how poor naive her believed these words of theirs that were far from true
And so she ran dodging their sticks until she reached the safety of her home
Stared at her broken mirror and with the highest of screams stated a belief they planted in her soul
"I'm ugly, I deserve no life.", brought a razor and ended it all
And so she died and her inner paid demons with her went
With beautiful flowers they buried her,
"here lies what was once a living soul.",
Fake tears from them poured "she was such a pretty pure one why'd she do that?"
Then they poured more fake tears
And left looking for another prey
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Let me present myself to you,
I'm the stitches that covered
The scars they created on her heart
With the bullets they spoke.
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Dedicated to NoMoreBullying
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