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Wednesday, March 9, 2016

"Bullying" a poem by Brittney Cole

Tick tock. 
It's happened.
Tick tock. 
it's happening. 
Tick tock. 
It will happen again. 
Tick tock. 
It is timeless. 
Tick tock. 
It is endless. 
Tick tock. 
It is born from:
Hate,
Jealous,
Loneliness,
It's self. 
Tick tock. 
It has happened. 
To you. 
To me. 
To her. 
To him. 
Tick tock. 
It won't stop. 
Tick tock. 
It can't stop. 
Tick tock. 
I want it to stop. 
Tick tock. 
How can it stop?
Tick tock. 
It burns. 
Tick tock. 
It hurts. 
Tick tock. 
Make it stop. 
Tick tock. 
We won't stop. 
Tick tock. 
It is fueled by:
 Hate,
Jealous,
Loneliness,
It's self. 
Tick tock. 
It is fueled.
By me. 
By you. 
By her. 
By him.
Tick tock. 
It will never end.


"Bullying" by Brittney Cole



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