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Echoes Of Hunger
Inside of me I feel aches
Not of hunger
But of hate over what holds me.
For I am captive,
Held prisoner to the mirror.
Tracing the hollows
Where loneliness hides
For whrn you are dying
To be thin,
You are drowning
In a sea of deciet.
Too scared to call out
And too scared to let go
Of what has become
Your life,
As the numbers on the scale
Slowly
Continue to drop.
🦋 Michele Christine Martin 🦋
© Michele Christine
Not of hunger
But of hate over what holds me.
For I am captive,
Held prisoner to the mirror.
Tracing the hollows
Where loneliness hides
For whrn you are dying
To be thin,
You are drowning
In a sea of deciet.
Too scared to call out
And too scared to let go
Of what has become
Your life,
As the numbers on the scale
Slowly
Continue to drop.
🦋 Michele Christine Martin 🦋
© Michele Christine
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