You see broken glass
I see cut wrists.
You see medication
I see overdose.
You see food
I see weight gain.
You see exercise
I see calories burnt.
You see a toilet
I see purging.
You see sweet food
I see binging.
You see a teardrop
I see a month of sadness.
You see rain
I see cloudy thoughts.
You see death
I see relief.
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Meaningless:: a collection
PoesíaI've made this for you for when you're lost and alone when you're sinking like a stone use these words, these pieces of broken soul, to heal your own. - this is strictly for awareness, I do not encourage anyone to do the following and if you stru...
