Found in HellA Poem by SCRIBBLERAfter a long time I'm posting. Hope u like it. :))))We are the bullies, the dark allies our friends. Our victims the cast, while we direct. We are the bullies, the walls our stage. They carry the blood, of countless foes. We are the bullies, branded with the name. Brought up in the depths of forever disgrace, we live. Raised in area of disgust, yet they expect no rebutts. Darkness provided camouflage to or deeds. Blind, Caught, Captured within our own tasks. We are the bullies, the dark allies our friends. Our victims the cast, while we direct. We are the bullies, the walls our stage. They carry the blood, of countless friends. We are the bullies, branded with the name. As development increased, so did our sins. Increasing in pain, the longer we continued. Prey was easy, the task cruel. But once again, without support, we resumed. We are the bullies, the dark allies our friends. Our victims the cast, while we direct. We are the bullies, the walls our stage. They carry the blood, of countless friends. We are the bullies, branded with the name. We now see a new city, one not crowded with in fear. Mercy now a part of us, not depended on how and where. People have moved back, we have matured. Times have changed, sorrows stitched, but our past dwells very near. We were the bullies, the dark allies our friends. Our victims the cast, while we’d direct. We were the bullies, the walls a stage. Which carry the blood, of countless friends. We were the bullies, forgotten with the name.© 2015 SCRIBBLERReviews
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5 Reviews Added on December 13, 2015 Last Updated on December 13, 2015 AuthorSCRIBBLERAuckland, New ZealandAboutPeople may hear your words, but they feel your attitude!- John C. Maxwell. more..Writing
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