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 ABC POEM THE VICTIMS WORSE NIGHTMARE IS OVER

Written at 15 years old



Attention seeking
Bully
Conniving
Dictating
Every victims nightmare
Frightening their way back to their
Gate at their homes dripping blood
Hiding they are no good at coz you find them
I can't cope anymore
Jelly and veal poured down my clothes
Kit Kat's broken in my locker
Lemonade in my backpack looks like i wet myself silly
More evil headed my way
Nothing will set me free
Open fists to my poor face
Pouncing hard unto me my faith goes weak
Quite and shy i become worse that i thought
Rationally of
Suicide
Til
Understanding more of my Lord and that
Very moment it clicked and my faith became stronger
Wiser i became and closer to my Lord
Xtremely in touch with Him i became
You can't touch me now
Zip it and walk away coz your violence won't solve a thing and get you into trouble and your words can't break me down


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