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Seema Jul 2017
Under this whimsical sky
Leaning at the feet of a huge tree
With my pen ready to scribble
The words that needs to be,
Written!
The bloating thoughts that eat
My soul like a parasite
Has spread to my physical being
Hoping for a peak of light
But the cure has suppressed
Unfortunately!
I know I am not alone in this
This epidemic has spread wide
A countless antidote taken to ease
Leaving the waves kiss the shore
Without a high tide
Timelessly!
Fighting the demons that has infested
Inside my heart and mind
Burning their tails and horns to ignite
The very light, that I am to find
Hopefully!
I'll fade like ashes oneday
Blown bits of me in the atmosphere
Learning about me someday
You'd wish I was still here
Repentance!


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Fiction
Alayna Mae Mar 2017
You look in the mirror and know bloating is your enemy
You have people tell you, you are too flat
You are not skinny, you are not fat
When food can be your frenemy

You put in all this work
You have people tell you it will never be enough
You are not strong, you are not weak
When your body can call your bluff

You always try and stick to the rules
You have people tell you that you could do better and include this and that
You are not memorable, you are not forgetful
When your diet looks like something you do not get at

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