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    The poem describes the feelings of a person who is being bullied. They cry themselves to sleep wishing for the bullying to stop, but fear it may not end. The bullying has turned their once rainbow heart dark and filled them with hate, distrust, and a feeling of being trapped in an endless cycle of dread. They wish to find an open door or path to escape the bullying.

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    The poem describes the feelings of a person who is being bullied. They cry themselves to sleep wishing for the bullying to stop, but fear it may not end. The bullying has turned their once rainbow heart dark and filled them with hate, distrust, and a feeling of being trapped in an endless cycle of dread. They wish to find an open door or path to escape the bullying.

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    Andrei Sta Ana Benig
    The poem describes the feelings of a person who is being bullied. They cry themselves to sleep wishing for the bullying to stop, but fear it may not end. The bullying has turned their once rainbow heart dark and filled them with hate, distrust, and a feeling of being trapped in an endless cycle of dread. They wish to find an open door or path to escape the bullying.

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    CLOSED DOORS

    By: Jane Kirby

    I cry myself to sleep at night

    Just wishing it would stop.

    Maybe tomorrow it will cease.

    Then again, maybe not.

    You push me and you poke me.

    You call me hurtful names.

    To me, it's like a prison.

    To you, it's fun and games.

    Your heart is made of ice,

    But it doesn't even deserve that.

    Mine was once a rainbow,

    But you have moulded it to darkest black.

    I hate you; I hate everyone.

    There is no one I can trust.


    Are you proud of what you've done?

    You've turned my soul into dust.

    I wish there were a door I could open,

    A simple path I could tread.

    I don't want to be stuck here forever

    In this endless spiral of dread.

    Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/escape-from-bullying-closed-doors

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