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here i am once again! back on booksie, but this time i come back as a free young woman from an eating disorder


Submitted:May 19, 2010    Reads: 83    Comments: 3    Likes: 6   


Never have I seen such miraculous colours in my life

Am I in a dream or am I in wonderland ?

I was a trapped bird in a cage with no such openings to be seen

I was a wilted thirsty rose...dry as dust

No colour no life did I have

I was a cloudy dark gloomy sky

I was a shattered mirror in to a million pieces

I was lost...hiden...shadow girl

Today I'm a horse, white as snow

I'm a deep vivacious red rose ...here I am

I'm a butterfly, flexiable...I am free

I'm no longer shadow girl...

But I am an artist painting the rest of my life with

The warmest colours known...





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