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Jul 2013
5'1
Everyone says you look so good,
You're so thin.
Look how tiny you are.

But, as they say these things,
My mind starts to scream
They are just
                    L
                      Y
                        I
                         N
                           G
Don't listen to them
You look so  FAT
They don't even like you enough,
To tell the truth.

Then that time comes around
I made your favorite food.
no thanks, I'm not feeling quite right
     I'm really just
                        L
                     Y
                 I
            N
        G.

It's hour 52.
The only thing that my stomach holds
Is a little blue pill.
Pendragon
Written by
Pendragon  26/F
(26/F)   
418
   - and Robert Guerrero
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