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Jan 2014
Just one skipped meal
Just one time
You tell yourself it's no big deal
Just one meal is all it takes
You just made a fatal mistake

You run to the bathroom and lock the door
Put your hair in a bun and kneel on the floor
Turn on the faucet to drown out the sound
Hush your crying, there are people around!
Act like everything is fine and pretend
You swear you'll never do that again

You convince yourself you can stop whenever
You're too fat to have an eating disorder
But it's become a deadly addiction
Only concerned with reaching perfection
You know that someday you'll pay the price
Each time is just another game of Russian roulette with your life
You tell yourself you won't do it anymore
But you've said this millions of times before

That's because it's not just a skipped mean
It'll never be just one time
It's always just another broken promise
Until you die
This poem is loosely based off of a poem I see sometimes on Tumblr. I don't know who it's by because I've seen it on multiple websites with different authors but here's one link to it http://www.wittyprofiles.com/q/6607309 I loved this poem a lot and I decided to make my own version about an eating disorder
Theia Gwen
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Theia Gwen  New York
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