Anorexia

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Homework:(

Homework :(

Do we really need to know
About pythagorus
Hypotheses not easy to spell...

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Paper Thin

Paper thin people with paper cuts,

Their blood flows out but it's more than enough.

They...

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The Monster In The Mirror

The Monster In The Mirror

I wake within a new dawn,
As I am born into another day,
I know I have to look,
As it...

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Fading

Fading

Come, let's go on a little walk
We really need to talk
I've noticed that by the day
...

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hospitalising the eating...

Walking through the fobbed locked door unsure of what’s to come.
Crying as you walk the stairs,...

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Carry On, Vice!

Carry On, Vice!

Your torture and torment days are over,
Leave me be.
I used to love your pain we exchanged....

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Do You Understand?

Do You Understand?

Do you understand
I am dying?
Do you understand I am crying?
Do you understand
...

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To be a body (after Blythe...

To be a body (after Blythe Baird)

When I was 12, I dealt with an eating disorder.
I dealt with anorexia again at 15.
Today, I...

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Ana

She keeps me company from dust to dawn, from my busiest of hours to the most somber, she dictates my life...

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Just Another Day

Just Another Day

What a world we live in.
Doctors, have found a way to 3D print organs.
There's a train that...

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Recovery

Recovery

The pain is overwhelming,
The voices you attempt to ignore,
The scales you practically avoid...

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My Name Is Ana

My Name Is Ana

Hey, my name is Ana,
I live inside her,
I manifest throughout her,
I take over,...

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hope is for mama's

hope is for mama's

You said i was safe that the monsters hiding under my shallow bed
Don’t get good kids
Mama...

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maybe I am tainted

maybe I am tainted

Maybe I am tainted
A canvas not yet painted
A shell of who I once was or yet to become...

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Skinny

Skinny
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no thank you, love.

no thank you, love.

When I was in sixth grade, I thought love would come in the form of a boy with blonde hair like the kid in...