I had
known
the truth
for as long
as I
could remember.
Love,
for people
like me,
wasn't something
to be
taken lightly.
It was
something
you longed for,
something
you dreamed of,
something
you knew you
would never have.
So it was
not a surprise
when Kyler
stopped
telling me
he loved me.
It was
a surprise,
however,
the day
I woke to a
bouquet of
dead roses.
A small
white card
read
I
warned
you,
Preslee.
Love,
Ana
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Ana in Wonderland
PoetryPreslee Taylor - it girl of Northwood High. Everyone adores her and wants to be her, except her. She hates herself, and starves herself, and cuts herself. She is at a constant battle with anorexia, bulimia, and depression. Will she win the fight for...
