I look in the mirror
But the image is blurred.
Overweight and revolting
I wish it would change.
I wish I could change.
Each day without food
Makes me feel wanted.
How I long to have the will,
However, I am without.
Without power, without will
Without care.
The temptation is close...
I can touch it, I can feel it
Those stern, silver blades...
Alluring by deception
But what is deception
When you know no difference?
Difference is distinguished when
You're alone.
Alone is vulnerable
Why did they leave me?
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I'm sorry.
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Written July 10th, 2005
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hey.. wooa thats just.. good job.. i really enjoyed reading it. nicely done.
I'm sorry for you as well.. I hope things turn around for you.. and i liked thr flow of this poem.. and the emotion built into it.. i wish you the best of luck.. best wishes.. xoxo.. much love, Soaked To the Skin
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