Perfection
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You came to settle in my brain
which feels like so long ago.
You were quick to cause confusion and pain
and suddenly became the foe.
Every morning I'd wake up
with my self esteem in the gutter.
I soon became your little pup
doing whatever to make myself look better.
"STARVE" you sreamed in my ear
and I immediately obeyed.
With the sense of perfection so very near,
any price would be paid.
I starved my weight away
until my body would no longer let.
Unfortunately, it saddens me to say
my goal was never met.
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