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Thin, gaunt and brittle, eyes blue, blood begins to trickle. Fingers stained by cigarettes and dirt, Self inflicted malnourishment, your body hurts. Mind like a spiderweb, you're trapped inside, destined to die there, until the end of time. you're beautiful, a delight to the eyes. However, it's miss leading. i saw you on the pavement bleeding, sickened by the thought of eating. Starve again, day by day, until any weight fades away. Using drugs as a way to lose weight, as well as using them to keep your mind straight, there's nothing left of you, the pain has become you, you'll die in this state, it will be your fate.
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Jan 13, 2017
Jan 13, 2017 at 1:35 PM UTC
silent truth
Thin, gaunt and brittle, eyes blue, blood begins to trickle. Fingers stained by cigarettes and dirt, Self inflicted malnourishment, your body hurts. Mind like a spiderweb, you're trapped inside, destined to die there, until the end of time. you're beautiful, a delight to the eyes. However, it's miss leading. i saw you on the pavement bleeding, sickened by the thought of eating. Starve again, day by day, until any weight fades away. Using drugs as a way to lose weight, as well as using them to keep your mind straight, there's nothing left of you, the pain has become you, you'll die in this state, it will be your fate.
this poem is written about myself, and the struggles that I've one through, and am still undergoing.
Eloi1997
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Jan 13, 2017
Jan 13, 2017 at 1:35 PM UTC
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