picture perfect imperfection
her ribs clearly defined
pale skin clings to brittle bones
shes still to fat
kneeling on cold tiles
with a finger down her throat
purge the evil from her body
fill the soul with darkness
only blood is left
she curls into a ball upon her bed
tears ran down her cheek
she hates the monster inside
distorting truth and telling lies
shes all alone
shes feeling cold and sick
her bodys begging for food
but food wont touch her lips
as long as the monsters there
she cries
her vission is so blurred
pain sears through her heart
her head is spinning wildly
her body then goes limp
shes fading away
Picture Perfect Imperfection by Kaitlin Tormey is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
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