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Jul 2015
A "*****", a "****" you carve into her head,
as she carves into her arms as she is led,
too believe that she's not good enough,
you knock her down so you feel tough,
whilst she's refusing to eat her food,
because she can't stand the sight of herself ****,
believing the lies , the misconceptions,
pushing away the few exceptions,
of those who're trying to help her out,
but all she does is shout and shout,
she believes she'll hurt them, not worth their time,
she feels guilty as if her whole life is a crime.
and the blade gets deeper, "diets" carries on,
until it's clear its been too long.
That final day she cuts too deep
and falls into her forever sleep.
A dedication too EC.x.
Nina Price
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Nina Price
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   --- and Cecil Miller
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