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Eating Away At My Soul
Contributed by
bttrflynajar
on
Wednesday, 26th May 2004 @ 11:12:37 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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every mornings just the same
i wake up angry with no one to blame.
the lonely scale determines my mood
my empty stomache dieing with out food.
the mirror stands before me.
reflecting the me i hate
and still i stand and wait
for my body to meet its fate.
i watch with my breath a bait
my body met its fate.
and so suddenly
its the tragic end of me.
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bttrflynajar
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2004-05-26 23:12:37] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Eating Away At My Soul
(User Rating: 1 ) by Vermillion on
Thursday, 27th May 2004 @ 06:03:56 AM AEST (User
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i really enjoyed this poem, please let me know when you completely finish it
~vermillion~ |
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Re: Eating Away At My Soul
(User Rating: 1 ) by Trisha on
Thursday, 27th May 2004 @ 09:59:16 PM AEST (User
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I really like this poem. Can you let me know when you finish this poem. You're doing good
so far I think. |
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Re: Eating Away At My Soul
(User Rating: 1 ) by Whisper on
Friday, 28th May 2004 @ 12:06:59 AM AEST (User
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A Nice write but it should have a end of some sort .
Ya kinda left us hanging.. Perhap if I might suggest....a little shuffle of lines.
Like:
every morning....i wake....the lonely...my mood
empty stomache dieing with out food."
"
i watch with my breath a bait
my body met its fate..
As the mirror stands before me.
reflecting the me i hate.
and still I stand and wait.".....
And so suddenly
its the tragic end of me."
or something like that. Hope it helps.
Whisper
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