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how a healthy girl can die

let me alone in the classroom
where i paper the walls in sugar paper
of soft pastel shades with soft names
that tear easily like flower petals
across the floor

an intruder
a boy
in the same uniform as i
holds me close
and tells me the things i am going to do
and shows me how to do them
as i shake my head
and shrivel up
and understand how a healthy girl can die
as i crawl
as a victim
for a crevice
of escape

◄ one last sunday morning walk

skipping meals on the commuter run ►

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Chris Dawson

Wed 7th Oct 2009 04:46

Like this very much, but sort of want to re-arrange it a little. I feel the last line should be 'and understand how a healthy girl can die'. Very touching.
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Deborah Jordan Bailey

Mon 28th Sep 2009 15:25

yep..this is one of many ways...i think this is so well written Emily and speaks volumes..imho.. : ) deb xx

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tommyfazz@yahoo.com

Mon 28th Sep 2009 15:08

raed it frist!

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