The Bulimic Lullaby

by BrokenAngel   Jan 24, 2006


Swiftly swiftly
Growing faster
Stuff your face
Obey your master

Stuffing stuffing
Growing fat
Think about it
Throw it back

Crouching crouching
Like a dog
Surrender your soul
To the porcelain God

Purging purging
Soul is clean
All that madness
Now a dream

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  • 17 years ago

    by ReeneLou

    'mazin so good and so short you got everything in that tiny poem i'm impressed xox

  • 18 years ago

    by eternitySOlong

    I loved it! Being bulimic...you wrote an amazing poem that hit home so hard!

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