Battle with anorexia and thyself.A Poem by MimiAnother poem about anorexia."Why are you so small? I cannot believe this at all. You can't possibly weigh ninety pounds. Do you know how rediculous that sounds? This is not a healthy weight. You must get help; before it's too late!" I can't do this on my own. His voice becomes a soft drone. I cannot win this fight, I feel dizzy, I think I just might... © 2010 MimiAuthor's Note
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9 Reviews Added on March 10, 2010 Last Updated on March 10, 2010 AuthorMimiA place called homeAbout"My heart is racing, feet are pacing, as I being to anticipate. Not much longer I can wait. The day is near, it's almost here. I feel like I can see him. Soon this vision begins to dim, quickly turnin.. more..Writing
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