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Oct 2016
skinny fingers... skinnier frame

She hides behind t shirts too big
ribs

cause she wants to be an extra small 
Health business 

food huddled in pockets waiting to be eaten 
napkins folded 

Hunger pangs are an addiction 
stuck

Hidden in her room where there is no food
binge and purge 



Fragile 

Tiny

Dainty 

Little 

Light 

BONES


Words­ describe why food has no home 
in the trash all alone 

because you can never be too small 
phones 

mother doesn't know and we wont give her that call

YOU...
PASS...
OUT....

Hungry makes my stomach talk
not enough energy to walk

my vision is blurred 
black around the curves 

My...
HEAD...
HURTS...

i will make it stop 





goodnight
Pretty girl
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Pretty girl  22/F
(22/F)   
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