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May 2014
i hear you waiting by the bathroom door
just to make sure im not throwing up
in the shower
and at the dinner table you watch me eat
and count my bites
and how i cut my food
but this has vanished from my mind
i dont count calories
or **** my abs during the night
i am free
from her grasp
and it finally feels nice
to feel full
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