| This is not a poem. I was told a woman died today. I don't know her age or name, but she was 5 feet 11 inches 42 kilos, she modelled lingerie. Her heart didnt work anymore. And I know there may be greater tragedies, (not for her) and still I went to the gym and was happy when I lost 5 pounds. Its not a poem, just something I needed to write down. |