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Down They Go
written by XsouredXfaithX05:15 AM 2/2/05down they go
up it comes
down your face
the tears start to run
to late to turn back
been going on for to long
you dont wanna stop anyway
you dont think it is wrong
to be in control is what you want
and with this you have got it
who cares what it does to your body?
you dont give a shit
as long as it is perfect
you dont care what you have to do
the nasty taste in your mouth
youll live through
day by day
you do it more than normal
its starting to become more natural
and when you dont do it you feel horrible
you realize what you have done
youve dug your hole to deep
theres no way to stop
the walls are to steep
all of a sudden
your body starts to get more thin
this has been tearing you from within
you have realized it is a sin
but the disorder has already begun to win |
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id like to know what you think!!!!!!!
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| » Comments / Feedback | by youthoughtyouknewme (2-2-2005 - 05:18 AM)
| its nice to know that people out there are feeling the same pain... you express it very well with out letting on what you are doing. |
by anotefromacutter (2-2-2005 - 05:18 AM)
| is this poem about giving head? lol....seriously tho, is it? |
by Trapezium (2-13-2005 - 07:58 PM)
| To the ignorant person above: Don't try to be funny, because it's not working, she means Bullimia, an eating disorder, prick.
I used to be bullimic, and I still go back to it veery now and then. I think the worst part is hiding the scars on your knuckles, or the fear of being heard. I hate the tears, too *sigh* |
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