

I'll never mean that to you?Do you like her more than you ever liked me? Is she what you wanted that I never could be? What’s so wrong with me? What’s really that bad? Do you have feelings for her that for me you never had?I'll never mean that to you?
Does she make you happier than I ever could? Does she tell you things that I never would? Is she really all you want now, all that you need? When you’re with her do you ever think of me?
Does she make you smile like no-one else can? Is she beautiful to you, prettier than I am? Would she do anything for you? You know, I would. Are you really happy now? Do you feel good? &n


I Love PainDon’t bother. I’m only going to hurt you. Just forget me. I’ll pretend I’m okay.I Love Pain
And I don’t like this game or being pushed away. But it has to be this way because I’m so afraid. So let’s just be friends because, like you said It’s for the best.
Please break my heart. Please tear me up. Say ‘Yeah we’re friends but it’s not love’ Tell me I’m boring. Tell me I’m too plain. Hurt me all you can Because I love pain.
Don’t talk. You’re only going to hurt me. I can’t forget you. And I can’t pretend I’m okay.
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Until Death Do Us Part...Well, it wasn’t a shotgun wedding. More a fatal twist of events,Until Death Do Us Part...
For the supposed pregnant bride-to-be,
And the so-called groom’s best friend.
Well, what an interesting story, Of how the groom saved his life. No more lies and cheats and manipulative games, From the woman who was almost his wife.
But, that’s not where it ends, no. There’s more too it than that. You see, there was a terrible “accident”. And the bride was found dead in her flat.
Well, the police called it an accident. They said no-one intended that fire. And he escaped it,


Anorexia“I don’t want to eat” I say, looking at her face. My voice is so quiet now, she just hands me the plate. When I don’t take it she asks me to repeat. So I say with more volume “I don’t want to eat”.Anorexia
I stand up to leave but she grabs my arm. She says I must be hungry and I am, I am. But I tell her I’m not and rush upstairs. She shouts “You have to eat” but I just don’t care.
I stand in front of a mirror, my body makes me sick. I wish I was a ‘magazine-girl’ beautifully thin as a stick. But I’m so horribly fat, and I’m so disgustingly huge. I can’t bear to look at my
Hi there
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I'm sorry to hear you're not feeling well,miss
I just stumbled across your gallery by coincidence..your poems are quite nice!I like them!
If you ever feel like talking about anything,feel free to contact me. I'd love to help you any way I can,okies?
Take care and cheer up,miss!
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