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Snowflake of Hearts
On my forearm, right below the elbow,
A design that I've been planning,
A rebuke of each of you, blow, after blow,
For me, and everyone who's different, you've been banning.
A little snowflake made of hearts,
Soon-to-be inked in a gentle pale brown like a birthmark,
To represent the turning away of your hearts,
And the resilience I've always had towards y'alls remarks.
The bullying I faced on that afternoon, will stay with me to this day,
Not for the hurt, but because here I stand, and here I stay,
The cold never bothered me anyway.
A design that I've been planning,
A rebuke of each of you, blow, after blow,
For me, and everyone who's different, you've been banning.
A little snowflake made of hearts,
Soon-to-be inked in a gentle pale brown like a birthmark,
To represent the turning away of your hearts,
And the resilience I've always had towards y'alls remarks.
The bullying I faced on that afternoon, will stay with me to this day,
Not for the hurt, but because here I stand, and here I stay,
The cold never bothered me anyway.
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