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The Bully
In shadows cast by cruel intention,
The bully creeps, fueled by contention.
A heart once pure, now tarnished and scarred,
Leaving countless souls deeply marred.
With venomous words and hands so cruel,
The bully finds solace in being cruel.
But beneath the facade of power and might,
Lies a fragile soul, drowning in his own plight.
He thrives on fear, his sadistic delight,
Yet deep within, a darkness takes flight.
For in the mirror, a reflection so cold,
A shattered soul, yearning to unfold.
A dance with chaos, he cannot break free,
The bully, trapped in his own misery.
But hope resides, a flicker inside,
Awaiting the day when compassion will guide.
© The Ugly Butterfly Co
The bully creeps, fueled by contention.
A heart once pure, now tarnished and scarred,
Leaving countless souls deeply marred.
With venomous words and hands so cruel,
The bully finds solace in being cruel.
But beneath the facade of power and might,
Lies a fragile soul, drowning in his own plight.
He thrives on fear, his sadistic delight,
Yet deep within, a darkness takes flight.
For in the mirror, a reflection so cold,
A shattered soul, yearning to unfold.
A dance with chaos, he cannot break free,
The bully, trapped in his own misery.
But hope resides, a flicker inside,
Awaiting the day when compassion will guide.
© The Ugly Butterfly Co
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