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May 2014
**** this constant pointless battle
Because all that i ever hear
No matter what i'm doing right or wrong is:

Stupid coward weak and selfish

And at least while i surrendered to the obsession
With ribs and love and hope, perfection
There was a way to win.

But **** this endless battle
I know that i will never be good enough. Not good enough to recover. Not strong enough to be thin. Nothing will ever work so why the **** do i keep trying? **** this. **** it all.
Written by
Clara Oswin  USA
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