Dying to Be Thin

by MiaFairy   Feb 27, 2007


Feeling empty...
no control....
Wanting pain....
heals my soul...

Vomiting continuously...
eating air...
Wanting to die...
life isn't fair...

So confused...
no where to run...
I love this torture...
so much fun...

Sweet eating disorders...
consumes my mind...
Here's my dead body...
No one will find...

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