Emaciated

by Jackie*   Dec 28, 2006


Protruding bones,
skinny and wasted.
Won't be happy,
until I'm emaciated.
Do not eat,
just grab some booze.
I can drink,
but I can't have food.
Pass out drunk,
wake up sick.
Lose more weight,
liquor does the trick.
I'm almost there,
starved so long.
No temptation to eat,
hunger long gone.
Protruding bones,
skinny and wasted,
I won't give up,
until I'm emaciated.

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