Sickly pale
Gaunt arms
Should put weight on
And starve myself
Later in the evening
Vitamin d
Insufficiency
A rain so strong
There is no
Need for this brolly
He's not laidback
He is just laying back
While life rapes him
And steals
The spirit from inside him
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Fabergé eggs: A collection of poems by Alexander Hopper
PoetryA collection of poems I wrote while I was at the lowest point of my life.
