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#emaciated
Don’t starve to life An emaciated buffet unveiled A feast of scraps Hungry for your nutritious deceit Portioned promise Bloated truth dripping And yet you're full
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Jun 28, 2020
Jun 28, 2020 at 11:02 AM UTC
Don't starve to life
Bereft beyond contemplation, still do impoverished memories still falter. And every petal that lacerates within inclines while scaring inward. The blossom that you gave me, soils slowly. Soon I will have just the decaying perfume to linger on.
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May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 10:25 AM UTC
When A Rose Looses Its Scent
Reflections once blossomed but ideals were cadavers entombed in thorns of serrated ethics now void less. But streams had dried up leaving echoes of rouge images showing like imperfections emaciated. Even though a collection once blossoming now vacant. Nothing fades but leaves seeds of contemplation, to grow again.
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Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 4:43 PM UTC
When The Rose Bush Of Refelction Wilts
we are just a bunch of girls dieting because starving is in, emaciated is in, you won't be loved if you're not thin.
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May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 5:17 PM UTC
trend of 2014