September 26, 2009
By Anonymous

She crawls upon the rotted floor.

Stables herself on the bathroom door.

Her hair is comming out in clumps.

And her fingers are growing bumps.

Her teeth are turning a brillant yellow.

And her soul is not so mellow.

Her breathing is quickening,

Her knees start to shake,

But this time when she passes out...

She doesn't awake.

The author's comments:
My Best friend is struggling through anoreixa... I wrote this based on fear.

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on Jan. 21 2010 at 1:20 pm
ilovemath=) BRONZE, Frederic, Wisconsin
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"Where there is love, there is life."

Beautiful, absolutely beautiful. I loved this, and reccommend you keep writing. Check out my piece of writing if the editors approve it. It's also about anorexia.

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