yesterdays meal

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The back of her throat, her fingers feel
Yesterday's "meal"
Her eyes turn teal
All of this filled with zeal

Her fingers peel Another layer
The blade looks fader
Splotches of crimson cover the toilet paper

The blazing scarlet sun fills the once moon
-her stomach cramps all afternoon
A welcome starvation attacks soon-
It'll all meet its doom

The disgusting winter makes the trees bald
The hidden fattening food covered in mould
Makes her hands freezing cold
Not the icy air like she told

The deathly lies
The worried sighs
And the whispers of others whys
The only prize
Bone skinny thighs
Her body and mind have finally met its demise

A pigs skeleton lays down next to the worms in the ground
Mother father sister brother all gather round
Tear drops in their eyes are abound

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 11, 2024 ⏰

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