"Demise to a bully lies into Suicide"

He had everything, and she had little to nothing; not the most beautiful girl, but he made her feel like something. He remembers little to no money, and she was the only one to acknowledge him before he had all that. Fatty, the fat man, is what they would say, but what happens to fat man when he got money, aye? He went ghost as many did to him; built himself up worldwide, so let’s attack him. He became a king; he made it happen big. She was his queen, always left her feeling supreme. He loved her in a $20 dress, as he did in the most expensive; it’s blessed. He remembers every day, each time she would say, you can have better my bae. But better towards what? A girl who did not want him when his pockets weren’t the size of his butt. Said he respects her and her goals to step it up; ready to pay for her business, and she refused; what’s up? He wanted her, unconditional love, all true, nothing above. He tried to ring her, but she didn’t bite, she felt it was early, so they started to fight, hurt right, hurt right? Because it was her, to him it didn’t feel right. Promised on all he had, he loved her, said nothing more beautiful than someone who doesn’t want his money; nothing and no one like her. But what happens when the money becomes his way to impress?

Nevertheless, humble, he had to press; he gave her everything and none of it she ever wanted, only kept their promise band because that’s all she ever wanted. He was her world, and she was his too, but that’s not what the gang wanted to see through. In came his girlfriend on a demise speech happening; told her she shouldn’t so now it’s going to happen. On the stage, she goes with no lies; she tries; catch the beauty in the word, she shares demise:

She said, demise, demise, let me look into my own eyes, building towards what they call a reality of lies. But I won’t fall prey, say it every day; I know what I want, and life’s giving it away. A way for me if I try and see. Life wants me to work towards my reality. Demise, demise, haters seeking to shape my eyes, but with each of my blessings, I laugh at all their tries. My baby is in my dreams, and here I am sober too; no reality of lies, I’m hooked, and it is true. Hooked and it’s true, because my baby, regardless the bully will please; like the day they all said I used him, and he laughed and shouted out ‘oh please.’ Together we always do, me and my man, regardless of the bully’s negative wishes that make me sick to my stomach dam. Find us on we’ll make it through because that is just what unconditional love will always do.

So now you get why he’s Blem, and everyone calls her the Zen—letting no bully get in between, an unconditional love that is so supreme. He always looks at his girl and would happily say; won’t fall prey to any bully, not then and not today. Cause a bully will bully, bully; bullying they will always do. Said he doesn’t get the joy in everything that they do. He wishes he could explain it; bullying has so many reasons; led to believe the abused projected their perceived worth onto every being? As he said so many reasons. But why should he care? Their love lasted and always made it through; he did not realize every bully was in love with the thought of he with who? With who, they wanted everything that he could offer, so hey, let’s break down his lady and everything she can offer. But breaking his lady down is not something they can easily do; she flipped her hair for every bully who attempted to break through. Then with her man, she laughs, and they just put their hands together; together because they’re applauding the great show and their unconditional love together. They stay applauding, they applaud, clapping, they clap; silence or laughter is the hardest for a bully to compress; that’s a fact. Said the hardest to compress because the bully’s bad mind can’t break a true love, that’s true; the sad reality is that now the bully likely feels another rejection too. Some can call it Karma but know it’s about what we’ll do to equal everything out; the bullies are suicidal, and these lovers are the only ones to figure it out. That’s a whole other story and requires a serious breakdown, going back to the first mention of their bully’s breakdown.

See their bullies sad, abused at home, and now the lovers are not giving in; people always thought the bullied would cave suicide again. The suicide again because that’s the only thing you would hear on Tv: realize some of the ones who are causing the pain is in equal amounts and maybe even more pain than any of the two together could equal, promise, it could be a sequel. See, I said see, with every bully they got, they knew unconditional love would remain true; watch them using their love to end a bully’s suicidal breakthrough; all true, no suicide for you. A power couple thanks to more than they bully too; they looked at one another, and he said to the live my boo; to the live boo cause it’s time to broaden on the spectrum of what they call suicide too. Because they call the couple emotional but never check the source, call it an uncontrollable projection onto another source. The bullies are here to project their pain, they want you to feel it too, and your silence got them on a suicidal gain. Gain? What are you saying? Girl’s man is starting to sound insane. Just saying, the idea’s more realistic because no one has decided to give in; it’s forgiven something to a bully that seems forbidden. So, now it’s an obsession; the bully doesn’t know what to do? It looks like suicide is the only answer but to the bullied couple who won’t let it through said find new investment, even commenting on them is better. A couple that rather receive the misery than let the misery end you. But the bullies in an obsession and the couples looking to recommend, the poor bully got no support so watch this bullied couple step up to help them, dam. The bullies call it their only solution, more invested in the suicide than their corruption we now call people’s pollution.

People’s pollution means nothing brought to someone by someone is good but catch this unconditional love couple still projecting out some good. Never fell prey, wrote it with this pen today, they zen; oh yay, never thought the bullied would help the bully live to see another day. Live to yeah live to, live to see another day, and see the bully out of a suicidal action today. Today, they did; the couple said we believe in the bully and that they did. Now it’s on the bully; could they continue not to follow through; and accept the support of the bullied that provide the opposite of all the drama they do? But now it’s through, and we can only hope for the best for the couple too. All this helping but all honestly did that help them too; she found a man who has already realized his girl is everything and more, and the girl brought an unconditional love that left him craving for her even more. So, on a no demise, never telling lies, the couple's love is always thick and thin, true love within for a win; bye to all demise, I said, demise to a bully lies into suicide.