Poem of the aneoriexic

by Nikola   Mar 1, 2008


They can crave their munchies and gorge their cake,
I’ll fest on rich after-thoughts and creamy regrets.
My dessert table is always full,
On my tablecloth,
So blue with wasted tears.

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  • 18 years ago

    by StandStill

    This is really sad. hope it's not bout u. u r better than that, i can tell thru this poem. god bless.

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