It wasn't your time

It wasn't your time

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This poem is about how victims of suicide upset the angels as they die before their time. When a victim of suicide is buried, a statue of an angel should be built on the grave. The statue should be a distressed or weeping angel. This is because the angel is upset for the victim as it wasn't their time.
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Bullied

Treated like you are worth nothing more than a grain of dirt on the sidewalk. Your heart tossed around and battered until the puncture wounds are too much to bare. Captured and trapped by the whispering words of hatred echoing in your head.

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