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May 2018
A thought heavy on my mind
Doesn’t seem to go away
Especially with meals placed in front of me

I began looking more into the number
And seeing myself as only pounds
Forgetting how happy these things made me

I haven’t listened to any of these urges
But I don’t know how much longer I’ll last
Hey I promise I’m okay
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may  18/F/the void
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