And her grades dropped
From a ninety eight to a ninety two
And she stopped eating
From three helpings to just one
And she stopped sleeping
From ten hours to just six
And these changes were subtle
But they were still there
And she slowly fell apart
Piece by tiny piece
And her grades plummeted
She's failing now
And she stopped eating
She hasn't had a bite
And she stopped sleeping
She was lucky to get an hour
And these changes seemed sudden
But they were there all along
And she fell apart a while ago
And no one could put her back
together
-c
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