Tormented
Tortured
Beaten down
Bruised
Ridiculed
Shamed
Poked at
Used
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Enough
No more
Never again
Rise up
Victory claimed
I win
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It’s my reflection where my bullies used to be
Bully
I see beauty in chaos. Find comfort in darkness. For better or worse I stand behind who I am. Unapologetically.
