Mia
I had a bestfriend
Her name was Mia
She gave me tips to ease the pain
Held back my hair as I threw up my sins
Taught me how to gag quietly
Told me to never eat hot things
I have an enemy
Her name is Mia
She whispers cruel words
Shoves her actions down my throut
Burns away my insides
Controls my every move
I am Mia
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