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Jul 2019
Food is for the hungry
but I'm hallow inside
You cannot feed
those who will not eat,
but I promise you I've tried

A scale is for the heavy
and I'm gluttonous within
I shed the weight
by scraping the plate
into the garbage bin

The hunger pains are sweet,
I'm unsteady on my feet
but the voice is on repeat
as I waste away, waste away

Food is for the weak,
see the havoc it can wreak,
blurry eyes begin to leak
as I waste away, waste away
Written by
Aurelia  17/F/USA
(17/F/USA)   
152
   ---, Fawn and Melissa Rose
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