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Plate of Death
"They say that I need help But all I see is I'm okay" This might just be my last meal And I'd be chewing to my grave Or better yet I'd be eating the rope, The rope that I've been hanging on Since I spiralled down this eating lane It started all so innocent From being the guy who took much To the one who never had a fill Cause I was always getting a refill Even before the glass becomes half empty For I chose to view life differently Taking to food as a comfort And I grew too big for comfort Till the point I can barely do things for myself Getting by is hard this days At times I'd stick fingers down my throat To throw up a little so that I could eat more Cause I loved the taste of food And with it I found peace Locking myself in as I get food delivered It's like once I start I can't stop I just keep taking in some more To a point that it hurts But I'd still go on and on Unless someone did restrain me And it's hard to get any help For people pointing fingers it's my fault And to a point I know I could have done a thing I just couldn't, too hard to tell myself no But I know I really need help The PO£T
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