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This is the second poem I made about bullying. Both same style.

Epiek: My friend was…

My friend was the bravest person I knew.

My friend was a knight and with me as her sword she was unstoppable.

My friend was as the starry night, wonderful in simple ways.

My friend was…..

My friend was creating beauty at the tip of her fingertips.

My friend was a god when she held the brush in her hand.

My friend was the sun that went up and never came down.

My friend was….

My friend was crying the day I had to leave our battle against evil.

My friend was afraid I’d forget her in 3 short years.

My friend was always a thinking of the worst outcomes but she never cried.

My friend was…..

My friend was a god but that god died.

My friend was saying how being healthy was her new passion.

My friend was reborn as something else.

My friend was…...

My friend was skyping with me one night and she looked different.

My friend was always a little bigger so her body could have room for her personality.

My friend was suddenly so much smaller

My friend was….

My friend was lying when she said she wanted to be healthy.

My friend was erasing parts of herself.

My friend was too far away for me to help.

My friend was…

My friend was writing on the walls “if I can’t be the pretty one, I want to be the skinny one”.

My friend was writing on the walls “my monsters are in my calories”.

My friend was skipping meals.

My friend was….

My friend was hiding her pain from me.

My friend was keeping the stories of her bully from me.

My friend was being called names because of a number on a scale.

My friend was…..

My friend was in a hospital last I heard of her.

My friend was being fed through tubes but she knew how to banish her monsters out.

My friend was, but now is no more. Because some kids didn’t know what life is for.


Missaly

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