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[aid] => mick
[title] => what's left
[time] => 2005-01-12 23:46:47
[hometext] => ~You can't mend this with those faulty hands, you've handed me the blade, turn away. You always turn away~
[bodytext] => everyone stop and stare the small figure in the shadows meegerly tasting what's left the ashen food in her mouth you've never seen such a site the anorexic girl at lunchtime look away it's not right can't you see the fear in her eyes everyone turns away they think they understand they believe they can comprehend the pain but they can't you can't she's feeding on her disease let her alone leave her be she's done nothing to you you can't heal the agony fix her meals the hurt won't yeild you're nothing all of you just stare turn away you know we all know you don't care until she slipped with the blade faulty hands on tender skin the freshest cut seeping in to the blouse she'll be fine without without your help you can't help it's lunchtime all the time every moment is plagued by your stares like you care everyone knows everyone knows that she's let go to fixed meals it's not a big deal she'll just slip slit her wrist bleed through the disease life ashen in her mouth turn away you always turn away [comments] => 2 [counter] => 185 [topic] => 55 [informant] => weepingprophet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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