Non-Erotic PoetryMeaniesMeanies
Ones who break down ones souls
Tear down a heart
Make ones, life miserable.
Beat down down emotionally
Where they have nothing
Nothing to say, feel, care.
None of that bullshit counts
You don't even have to do physical damage
All it is, is words.
Hurt and Distraught
Carved and shot
Hated
Pushed, Pulled
Tourmented, bullied
You could be the bully trying to make a difference
What's the point?
Jellybeaner/14
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