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Empty
by Melissa Hancock

Nothing for break fast, nothing for lunch, nothing for dinner.

Time wore on and you began to look frail,

Time wore on and your skin turned pale.

Time wore on, you could see every bone,

I would have helped, I wish I had known.

Now it's too late, there's nothing we can do,

But to hope and pray that you make it through.

A once gorgeous girl, you're now close to death,

Your body heaves as it fights for a breath.

And I begin to wonder, what all was it for?

You are not just a body, but so much more.

You sacrificed life just to impress,

I wish you had seen it was all meaningless.

Now you know there's so much more than this,

Life has so much to offer, things not to miss.