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the salt shaker
(
Free verse
) by
elizabethann
Your tears were so salty, I drank a glass or two. They burned all the way down. They rested in my stomach, eating at the lining. Your tears were so sad, I wanted to drink them all. To take away your pain. I wanted another glass or two.
-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
18-Mar-03/8:26 AM
I'm pretty sure you can survive without a stomach lining. It grows back. In fact, it might be a fact that following sev'ral eruptions of sick, you lose quite a bit of stomach lining, and merely the husk remains.
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