She leans over the bowl, elegant hands
Knowing or hoping no one understands
Fingers down throat
Tears in her eyes
On thing on her mind
Purging herself of the demons inside
~B.F
*Soz, not very good! X*
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PoetryJust little poems of my creation ! Please don't copy and take as your own work, these poems are sentimental X
