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Getting cyber bullied is like standing on a beach
Broken and mashed, my profile lays stashed
with inhuman comments and words.
Rotten pictures and bland insults.
Whoever said the internet would turn out to be a source of hatred?
Or maybe it is just a road the villians take.
Affairs have entangled, racked my bean
of how to undo this pointless piece of mean.
Nothing will forever remain unseen
As the world logs on
and there comes the embarrassing scene.
Steps must be taken, avenues explored
on how to hack the safety.
Girls those dumped into humiliation,
with the internet bringing nothing but trauma.
Remember, it is just the coward's aroma.
For if I were so bad, why wouldn't they say it to my face?
Why turn trends into such an ugly social race.
The internet is the beach
and the tide is rough.
So stand strong on the sand,
let them make a fuss.
Fail to get wiped out,
with their pricking words!
While you struggle to remain on the shore
With all the trauma rests something more
The beautiful sunset your sight will feast
Will be a reminder of your strength that day
Because if it wasn't for your valor
you wouldn't be viewing the sunset right now.
Every wound has a healing en route
Beings who resemble the sunrise
and the sunset, singing you to sleep.
I believe, so I'm holding on.
Standing strong on the coast.
And they are the waves
which fail to wipe me away.
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This poem is dedicated to those who have witnessed it and deserve healing.