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You are a traitor,
Vile and a hater,
Who had my trust
Now crushed to dust!
What is your motive,
What did I not give,
To secure our bond?
Was I the one conned?
Well I really think
That YOU broke our link.
In the end YOU lied,
Cast our ties aside!
I offered up my all,
Was behind your every fall,
You mostly did the same,
But it was just a sick game!
You are the traitor,
The vile hater.
I’m no longer serving,
Ditch someone deserving!
Vile and a hater,
Who had my trust
Now crushed to dust!
What is your motive,
What did I not give,
To secure our bond?
Was I the one conned?
Well I really think
That YOU broke our link.
In the end YOU lied,
Cast our ties aside!
I offered up my all,
Was behind your every fall,
You mostly did the same,
But it was just a sick game!
You are the traitor,
The vile hater.
I’m no longer serving,
Ditch someone deserving!
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I won't surrender
I shake off the arms of the demons that are pulling me down
No I won't surrender and drown
I struggle to stand while their nails are digging deep in to my skin
Screaming loud just to block their poisonous whispers that hunt my mind
Looking around for the sunshine
Anything that can pull me out and help me escape those monsters that want to feed off my pain
As I wait my energy and strength begins to fade
I scream even louder but this time not to block the whispers but to cry for help
No I won't surrender and drown
Someone will come to hold me while I regain my strength back to fight and slay the evil demons
Minutes turn to months , time has wea
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To Die A Lie
If I was to count
All the thoughts in my head
I fear I'd still be counting
Long after I am dead
I just can't stop thinking
About everything you said
Every sentence you spoke
Was a sentence to death
Just another line
Closer to the end
Between the lines I see
Your creeping deathbed
I may think about death
Far more than I ought
But in the end
It's only just a thought
I thought you understood
But you lie to yourself
Like you do to everyone else
I can't understand it myself
Even lying there
You live in denial
But not for long
In downward spiral
Tangled in your own web
Was it worth the words
Those wasted words you spoke
That only I ever heard
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I'm A Bully
I tell them they’re ugly,
I tell them they’re dumb,
I tell them they can’t do anything,
Anything at all.
I smack them upside the head,
Make them sob and cry.
I tell them they’re not worth it,
And maybe they should die.
I don’t know why I do it,
I don’t know why I try,
I guess I’m a bully,
But only to myself.
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I really don't understand why people may make genuine friends and back-stab them later? Maybe they're waiting to earn some kind of moral or material gain from their pal, then turn on them and walk away triumphantly? There's also those who pretend to be a friend but are in truth are already deep in another friendship with one or multiple other people just waiting to manipulate and terrorize. The third instance happened to me in late Elementary School, and that's a young age for the betrayals and "gangs" to harass me to the extreme extent that they did. My mind wandered to this recently so I guess that could server as my "inspiration" for this poem.
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I can see a lot of other peers thinking just the same thing.