Self Destruction

All we’ve got

Is a

Precious Knowledge of

Self- Destruction

I’ve overdosed on weight loss remedies

To feel loved

It didn’t work

I started counting calories

Like a stripper counts ones

I thought I knew

I thought I understood

It was A lie


All I want

Is to close my eyes


And Soul

And Cry


This poem is about: 
Our world


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