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One bite, two bites,three bites, four.
You know you shouldn't be eating you fat fucking whore.
Turn on the shower
Pace around the room for what feels like hours.
Get down on your knees
Stick your fingers further down your throat, that first gag was just a tease.
Keep on going until it's just clear bile
Maybe then you'll start to feel a smile.
When the deed is finally done
You'll look in the mirror to see what you've become.
You'll become upset,
You'll go back to the table and feed yourself until you feel at rest.
But then you feel the guilt again
And before you know it you're going through the motions just "one more time"

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