Control
Strive for the impossible
Watch me waste away,
mission for perfection
Counting days in calories
wasting precious moments
over porclaine and water
weakness for mental calm,
pain for reassurence
She controls me
She leads me
She gives me peace
within turmoil
Words are too weak
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
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