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[sid] => 68025
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => ana has me now!!!
[time] => 2004-10-19 03:14:00
[hometext] => my friend ana
[bodytext] => happy go lucky i used to be so many friends..looked up upon me nightclubs and partys was my line of work..didnt think twice at looking at even a jerk.. then one night it changed me..i just didnt look back.. at the strong little cathy...like she just hit the sack things changed me around..like i couldnt make a sound.. felt like id fallen within myself..fell down to the ground i changed the colour of my golden hair.. went black like a widow i just didnt care my body changed its shape... no more smiles on my face.. no more laughter or glee no more jokes or funny songs.. it just wasnt me being hurt changed ma life it turned things around like a mouse in a hole without even a sound food was my enemy.. i thought wot an awful taste just brushed my sore teeth with colgate toothpaste mt throat got so sore from the purging i done upset was ma family and they become one they listen outside the bathroom door all the time id put on the shower and sing me a rhyme to hide the noise of the purging i did but deep down inside i felt like a flid they say to me cathy pls eat and forget they think its so easy wen i feel so upset i try and i tell them im feeling so gr8 but really my ana is my only mate my hair falls out i start to get thin i wonder how it happen that i start to get thin the docter told me its the abuse from b4 its kept in my memory i say "r u sure" now anas a circle there feels like no end but ma heart oh so broken it never will mend my weakness has started i i start to feel weak my eyes dark with blackness i feel like a freak pls dont force me eat cos i wont give in i have my best friend and ana wont let me sin the food lost its taste..its boring and dull tastes just like carboard makes me sick and too full my stomache now shrinkin i cant eat at all pls understand me and let me just fall i pray pls god help me and plz let me live but always i remember but never forgive now my story has to end i need to sleep cos i am so tired and i feel so weak if u read this poem plz dont let ana win dont let it get hold of u and pls do not sin its hard and so sad to feel this agony inside just search in yr soul for peace and dont run and hide ask for yr family wen ur feeling low let them show u the right way and the way u shud go trust me im honest i know of this game and ana is a deadly thing youll neva be the same may god bless u sweatheart and kiss u goodnight and hold u forever so warm and so tight [comments] => 1 [counter] => 218 [topic] => 6 [informant] => cat_1 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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