Story of the Killer bully

by Marie   Nov 20, 2008


Hi my name is Neth
isn't it fascinating it rhymes with death?
Smash skulls
stab souls
See i was once a foolish victim in despair
My dignity and pride were not there
But now that Ive become the aggressor
i will no longer stand for this
See the old innocent neth
you will surely miss
I have to thank you
For when i was bleeding on the floor
from what you had committed
Sympathy was torn
And hate was fully knitted
I have been beaten
i have been raped
i have been almost killed
i saw you smile you were so thrilled
now that i am not myself
ill kill you all!!!
ill show you foolish people I'm not small
Enjoy your last tease
For my anxiety of murder i will please.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Nia Warfeld

    Ohmygod, normally I think that poem would scare people (Just being Honest), but it is actually really deep, I believe all of the people who those school shootings are victims of bullying or harrassment, this is a good and honest poem.

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