no one knows pain
like
the ones
who
curse their beloveds
and
bleed their heart
drylike
the ones
who
watch blood bubble up
from wounds
self-madethe ones
who
fill themselves up
just
to empty it all
in a bathroom stallthe ones
who
refuse their meals
and
live for the scale
because
numbers
don't leavethe crying poet
the bleeding cutter
the vomiting bulimic
the starving anorexic
the lost
the empty
the lonely
the unlovedthe ones
who
love too much
and
not enoughno one knows pain
like
humans know pain

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