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I envy those who can eat without conscience I long for the infamous day when "things will get better" I strive for an impossibility that I can feel within my reach I expend the necessary energy to achieve a negative net My mind rattles with number and limits Counting the minutes 'til my next meal Portion control and restrictions Fighting the urges of binges They say I'm just skin and bones But what I see is all I'll know
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Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 10:51 AM UTC
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I envy those who can eat without conscience I long for the infamous day when "things will get better" I strive for an impossibility that I can feel within my reach I expend the necessary energy to achieve a negative net My mind rattles with number and limits Counting the minutes 'til my next meal Portion control and restrictions Fighting the urges of binges They say I'm just skin and bones But what I see is all I'll know
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Jul 24, 2014
Jul 24, 2014 at 10:51 AM UTC
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