Bones jutting through the skin.
Friend... When did you grow so thin?
Eyes sunken and dark with fear.
You're ill aren't you? No answer its clear.
Tiny little lips, eyes dull no sheen.
I only hope, you've enjoyed what's been.
Will you last the week? The month? The year?
I'll hope you recover, so I won't shed a tear.
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Just a some what "odd" girl, living in what feels like a glass box. Hello Opuss, the savour of my sanity. my little private world amongst a life of being watched and watching.
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