There was a time she couldn't go on
Feeling insecure, her life's path obscure
Crying herself to sleep every night
Running from the bullies in her fright
One summer's day as she sat by her self
Looking around, everyone had a friend
One by one, from her eyes the tears fell
"You're a loser, ugly girl"
"Are you okay?" Those three words someone said
She didn't respond, so she hugged her instead
She thought that was where it would all end
But soon they became the best of friends
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𝐀𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦
PoetryFirst Place: Poetry ~Writer's Book Awards Third Place: Poetry ~Rose Book Awards Best Story Quote: 1st Runner-Up ~House of Cards/Clubs Poetry, to me, is the release of pent up emotions, bottled up feelings, unspoken words and unvoiced thoughts on pa...
