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Apr 2013
I broke an egg and
blood fell out
into the pan.
You told me it
was a bad omen
that someone
close to me
would die.
and you touched
my bare hip
and for a moment
I felt fat
even though the
doctor says I'm
losing weight
again, 5 lbs
in 3 weeks,
again.
and I know about the
blood pool in the pan.
Written by
Sarah  F/Oregon
(F/Oregon)   
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