Nutrition will slowly leave my body.
I feel the empowering emptiness.
Control will be in my possession.
I will be unstop able...
I just need to prove it.
Tell me I'm weak ONE more time,
And I'll do it.
I'll prove to you I'm not.
I can do it, make it to that point:
Control, power, perfection.
Yes, I know what I'm getting into-
I may not be thinking normal, but you'll see.
I will win as thin.
I will break.
Anything to quietly show my control,
letting weaknesses flow from me.
Just five pounds from
control, acceptance, strength...perfect.
Just five to start.
Author notes
Written March 30th, 2006
A contest entry
- But we flew to far away from Neverland... by Dawliah.
600 points, ended March 1, 2007, 28 entries
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I sense that there's story to this that could have been expressed better. I enjoy your phrasing.
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i like it it has meaning good job
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i like this but ummm...i dunno...it seems like you think that i dunno but i still liked it.
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