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Just Eat.

My body is craving food screaming for help drowning in an empty pit.

And I have forgotten what is feels like to be hungry.

To want to eat to not gag at the sight of food

and feel the pain raise up my esophagus and hovers like a drone.

Missing food and wanting an appetite for once.

But I am too depressed to care.

And that scares me, because food is my comfort

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