Dance With Angels

by Cuddles   Feb 21, 2007


Ballet was always her dream,
the dance of beauty and grace.
She'd tie her hair in a blue ribbon
trimmed in silver lace.

Her feet would glide across the floor,
never seeming to touch the ground.
She'd conclude with a strong finale,
thunderous applause erupting all around.

Her stomach would growl as the curtain closed.
She just wanted something to eat,
but she could only have the minimum food.
Pop tarts were an unaffordable luxury.

A cross hung from her bony neck,
a bracelet on one arm dangled.
She lost her battle with anorexia today.
Now she dances with angels.

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  • 17 years ago

    by NyellMoonlight

    Oh my god, this piece is so beautiful and sad at the same time.
    It's so touching, wonderfully written.
    First stanza is my favorite.
    Great job, 5/5.

  • 17 years ago

    by Melissa

    *High Five*

    Definately one of my faves! ;o)

  • 17 years ago

    by Angie

    A beautifully sad but powerful write! What more can I say, I'm speechless....

  • 17 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    Exquisite write, excellent, wonderful job Mary

  • 17 years ago

    by Chelsey

    Cudds.......I haven't read your poetry in ages and when I do, I love how I come back to something so poweful as this...That last stanza was absolutley amazing!!..I mean..wow!!! I'm speechless...

    This is happening to girls right now and its so sad that they don't realize they don't have to do what they do. I think my friend is turning this way and its starting to scare me and reading this makes me want to talk to her about it. I loved this write! Excellent!
    Chelsey

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