Reflections
Skin grows paler
translucent, thin
no longer a barrier
nothing to hide whats within.
Razors are friends
try to bleed out the pain
never cutting deep enough
though nothing remains.
food is a weakness
beauty is thin
just breathe deep and purge
a dark game no one wins.
Let go of dreaming
no future is bright
a sharp metal goodbye
into eternal night.
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