Monday, February 28, 2011
...And the one she left in its place is not up to par.
It won't do what I want it to do and my mind knows it can do.
It doesn't look the same.
It has bones that hurt.
It has a heart that races.
It has lines on its face that can't possibly be MINE!
It has eyelashes that aren't thick like mine.
It puts shingles on me, hurts like crazy THAT time of the month and its eyes are blurry.
It grows fingernails that I was never able to grow....wait, that's a plus.
I will gladly pay whatever reward it is asking for the safe return of my body.
I want ME back.
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Posted by Lisa Taylor at 8:04 PM