The Bully


The Bully
Lilya Turner Hurd


Piercing the heart,

Ripping it up,

Chucking it around,

Throwing it away.


Head bowed,

Shoulders hunched,

Vague glances,

Fast pace.


Twisted thoughts,

Fidgeting in disbelief,

Pinching in anger,

Raging inside my mind.


Nostrils flared,

Hands clenched,

Fixed glare,

Monster appeared.


Frozen in place,

Mind blank,

Deserted area,

Words escaped.


Hand weighed down,

No second thoughts,

One shot,

Happiness replayed.


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