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Aug 2013
Every bite feels like a death sentence
& I wonder if I'm the only one,
sitting in front of a mirror,
writing my flaws on the inside
of my palm & pouring my stomach
down the shower's drain.
I don't know how I got this way
I was doing better day by day
But do people ever really change... ?
Morgan
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Morgan  25/F/Scranton Pa
(25/F/Scranton Pa)   
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