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The one, everyone ignored
Just your average loner
No-one cared for

She was the one who we showed no emotion
The one, everyone alienated
Bullying her was the regular notion
The one everyone hated

She was the one who had the gun
The one who turning on her tormentors, shot them dead
She stood tall now, not wanting to run
As everyone fell to the floor, full of lead [comments] => 2 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 32 [informant] => bruised_angel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )

she

Contributed by bruised_angel on Wednesday, 9th February 2005 @ 08:53:30 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry

She was the one who sat in a corner
The one, everyone ignored
Just your average loner
No-one cared for

She was the one who we showed no emotion
The one, everyone alienated
Bullying her was the regular notion
The one everyone hated

She was the one who had the gun
The one who turning on her tormentors, shot them dead
She stood tall now, not wanting to run
As everyone fell to the floor, full of lead

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Re: she (User Rating: 1 )
by tx_graffiti_gal on Wednesday, 9th February 2005 @ 09:01:55 AM AEST
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This poem made me feel different emotions. 1. I felt sorry for the girl that was in the corner.
2. I started getting mad at the ones that was bothering her.
3. I laughed when she stood her ground and shot them dead.
4. Sad that she went that far.
5. worried cause I laughed.

SO MUCH WAS SAID IN SUCH A LITTLE WRITE.

Re: she (User Rating: 1 )
by desireemiote on Tuesday, 10th April 2007 @ 02:04:12 PM AEST
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At one time I felt like I was that girl in the corner. I can't say I ever felt like turning a gun on my tormentors but I was ignored more than teased I guess. I feel sorry for anyone who ever has to feel this way. It's a terrible things for kids to be doing to each other. They can be so cruel.
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