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Monday, 20 April 2015
07:05:15 PM (GMT)
You wouldn't recognise me anymore,
My hair is no longer lush and full,
My skin is not as healthy as it was,
My fingers shake and my teeth chatter,
I'm getting prettier for you.

Food is no longer consumed,
I smoke more and I have track marks on my arms,
Nail marks on my back and arms,
My nails are dry and brittle.

I am introducing the poison through men and drugs,
They take what they want and make me feel good in return,
I sit there with a dumb look on my face,
My brain turned to mush as they laugh.

I smile when they hit me, 
I open my mouth to ask for more, but nothing comes out,
I don't know how to speak anymore,
Being locked in this prison I lovingly call home.

How does it make you feel to know,
That what you once considered yours is tainted?
That you would never touch me again for fear of filth,
It's too late to take it back I'm too corrupted for you.

I know you don't mind that I'm with them,
You said so yourself.
You don't care that I'm killing myself,
Pretty soon I'll die and it'll be one less burden for you.

Dirty air in my lungs, filthy imprints on my skin,
Skinny body and pale skin, 
A walking skeleton that has no purpose,
Wishing to be out out of her misery.

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