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weakeyes Sep 2013
Let me tell you a story,
of a girl plus a boy
who once were both dead.

Then they fell in love,
but this love was something more.
They saved each other.
The boy and the girl,
each had their own battles.
And when they lost their battles,
they found each other.
Both of them wounded and scarred,
each broken into pieces
from this battle called life.
But with each careful touch
and soft gentle kiss,
They put the pieces back together.
Healed each others wounds
found acceptance for their scars
and through their love,
They became alive again.
weakeyes Sep 2013
I'm like an old dress at a yard sale.
Everyone likes me
and thinks I'm beautiful, at first.
But then they see a stain
or a tear.
They always notice that one little flaw,
then leave without any warning,
on to the next item.
Making it think they want to buy them.
That someone might actually want them,
to love them and take care of them.
weakeyes Sep 2013
Hi, how are you?
Oh, you're hungry?
No you are not silly.
You're too fat to be.
So put that food down
Don't have a second look.
But do have a look at yourself.
Disgusting right?
You must lose weight,
To be Beautiful.
Because being fat isn't.
So starve,
Don't eat a single bite.
If you do, remember,
You're **** and pathetic.
So keep starving,
Then you will be beautiful
Just like me.
Your new friend
Ana.

— The End —