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as the dreamt ideal body
of a bulimic teenage girl
who is snapping her gum
while kind of almost listening
to, like, Avril Lavigne
on a Barbie doll-pink
iPod Nano
              was that excuse
for where the hell you were
and where you weren't last night.

You're lucky, though, you bastard,
because
            I so am so still hungry
that I can't wait to watch you eat.

When I've finally had my fill,
I'll maybe let you be dessert.

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LeBrozLeBrozalmost 17 years ago
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A softly focused look at a bulimic; the nightmare though still comes through. Would you really want to be her dessert?

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