empty stomach,
empty heart.
blurred reflection,
tearing apart.
turning in circles,
to every angle.
a single tear,
a neck strangled.
skipping meals,
smiling through pain.
nothing else,
nothing to gain.
a silent plea,
fearing the world.
struggling mind,
thoughts that whirl.
empty face,
empty eyes.
a broken reflection;
the girl who died.
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Words to My Demons | Poetry ✔️
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