She stares into the toilet bowl
And pukes out all her goodness
All her existence until she’s empty
Until she’s dead. Still she’s not good enough
Someone has less bones than her,
And this is how her sick mind still thinks.
A contest entry
- Write A Poem about a picture!! by PsychoticallyInsane.
300 points, ended January 3, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This was great read. Good job! Thank you for entering the contest too.
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