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Jan 2022
I think I'm starting
to look like I'm starving.
My cheeks are sunken,
my stomach can't function,
and my ribs are poking.
My stomach's only soaking
up water cause I'm pounds away
from my goal weight.
But it'll never be enough.
I'll never be enough...
Sarah Spencer
Written by
Sarah Spencer  19/F/Indiana
(19/F/Indiana)   
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