prisoner

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just a little while longer,

is my excuse every time

being hungry is nothing compared to how it feels

to be thin.

mind over matter,

as stretch marks are my new scars

scars to wear proudly.

tiny little white rivers that mar my skin.

a cracker here and there, maybe some water.

all to be barfed up later.

prison food, but i love it.

i would follow this prison anywhere.

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