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Sep 2013
Mommy, I'm being bullied and I don't know what to do. I can't escape them and they know just what to say.

Dearest please explain, for your friends at school love you.... The teachers say you love to play.

Mommy you don't understand, they're deeper. Mommy they're in my head. I can't control them now and they all wantΒ Β me dead
This is kinda raw, not really a poem.
Alice Baker
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   Dallas Allen and Nat Lipstadt
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