A short poem related to being bullied in high school.
Taking Turns
The voices they harried
The meanings they carried
To no end there did seem
No brightness did gleam
Words how they burn
As they each take their turn
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A short poem related to being bullied in high school.
Taking Turns
The voices they harried
The meanings they carried
To no end there did seem
No brightness did gleam
Words how they burn
As they each take their turn
