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50 red lines Etched and sketched across The canvas in which you live That was what you left On the day you said You’d stop 800 calories Brittle nails and An iron deficiency That was what you left On the day you chose Recovery
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Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 4:06 PM UTC
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50 red lines Etched and sketched across The canvas in which you live That was what you left On the day you said You’d stop 800 calories Brittle nails and An iron deficiency That was what you left On the day you chose Recovery
reflections from the other side of anorexia
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19/F/North Wales
Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 4:06 PM UTC
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