The clouds in the sky form lines
Jagged and straight
Mocking my arms
A disgusting imitation
A sad reminder
And I hate myself for being in such a horrible state that the clouds in the sky remind me of my evil addiction
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Blood Stains
Poetry*trigger warning* I'm lost•I'm broken•I'm hurt•I'm sorry ~the ones marked "x" are about my struggle with food and eating~
clouds
The clouds in the sky form lines
Jagged and straight
Mocking my arms
A disgusting imitation
A sad reminder
And I hate myself for being in such a horrible state that the clouds in the sky remind me of my evil addiction