There Rose lived for days, as doctors and nursed her back to health
And slowly, slowly Rose began to feel color approach on her cheeks
As her ribs became concealed from skin
And her scars became slivers of pink
As Rose began happy and her depression melted away
And Rose began to smile.
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Eat, Rose| Wattys 2016|
PoetryPOETRY --------------------------------- "She couldn't eat, no matter how hard she tried Always feeling the familiar gut-wrenching, Stomach twisting feeling of dread as the food went down her throat only to be thrown up seconds later Rose could n...
