bullies

If bullying was a instrument it would be a harp 
playing an eerie, sad song as its listeners look away. 
If being bullied was a color it would be dark purple because 
Its the color of the victims face when they get home that day. 
If being bullied was a animal it would be a lion, the king of the jungle,
the one thing that the rest of the jungle is afraid of. 
If being bullied was a place it would be a fashion company 
It puts others down by them thinking that they aren’t good enough.
If being bullied was a season it would be summer 
Hot, humid personality of bully and the wind of the fleeing victim 

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