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You fill your body until you can't anymore You take one look in the mirror and you know what you have to do You jump in the shower and turn on some music to deaden the sound of your sickness You put your fingers down your throat and watch the evidence of your sickness go down the drain You know you shouldn't be doing this, but you can't stop yourself from doing it You feel so much better afterwards, so you keep the cycle going You crawl into bed after you finish your shower You close your eyes and try to go to sleep You drift off for awhile until it is time to get rid of your sickness again You tell yourself this time is the last time, even though you know that is a lie You know you can't stop You are sick, and you have to get rid of your sickness You need help, but you can't tell anyone about your sickness or they will judge you Your sickness has consumed your life now You can't stop the sickness
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Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 9:51 AM UTC
Sickness
You fill your body until you can't anymore You take one look in the mirror and you know what you have to do You jump in the shower and turn on some music to deaden the sound of your sickness You put your fingers down your throat and watch the evidence of your sickness go down the drain You know you shouldn't be doing this, but you can't stop yourself from doing it You feel so much better afterwards, so you keep the cycle going You crawl into bed after you finish your shower You close your eyes and try to go to sleep You drift off for awhile until it is time to get rid of your sickness again You tell yourself this time is the last time, even though you know that is a lie You know you can't stop You are sick, and you have to get rid of your sickness You need help, but you can't tell anyone about your sickness or they will judge you Your sickness has consumed your life now You can't stop the sickness
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Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 9:51 AM UTC
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