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May 2014
I dream of triple ice cream cones
Fat chocolate cakes, and buttered scones
That lurk in the forbidden zones
Tempting me to feed my bones

My bones are lovely, long and white
Sweet sharp angles left and right
Almost poking through my skin
So beautiful and deathly thin

I slipped into the pastry shop
And ran my finger 'round the top
Of a thickly frosted sweet
I ****** for hours on that treat

My bones are lovely, long and white
A starving skeleton delight
Almost poking through my skin
I'll die to keep the shape I'm in

The girls at school all stare at me
Their gazes fat with jealousy
And every day I watch them feed
Their teeth are white, their gums don't bleed

Last night I laid down in my bed
My weak heart burst, and now I'm dead
They'll never chance a glance again
At perfect bones hugged tight to skin

My bones are lovely, long and white
My hollow corpse has taken flight
I'll never draw a breath again
But I'm still beautiful, and thin.
2011
Cynthia Thompson
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Cynthia Thompson  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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