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Thank Goodness that's not me

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by meduza, May 5, 2005.

  1. meduza

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    Just heard of the sounds that your arms, parts of your bows too;


    Crackled very loud for the first time, thought my bones would come together/down, I'd be blind to know

    Looking at myself in the mirror, looking careless for a mil of a second;
    Thinks to herself, because no one else can hear (her)... My neck looks to tall and skinny, glad I'll have some necklaces to wear, so it won't look too bare.

    Looking in the mirror the 2nd time, further down is her thighs, FUCK You DIRTY ASS, she hears from her conscience up above.

    Your too thick, get back down in size
    Her eyes blue and half red at the time, try to stay open till the end, so she wont have to ever deal with it again...
     
    meduza, May 5, 2005
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