Spoonfuls

You say you're not hungry
It's an obvious lie
Don't ask me to go along with it
I can't sit back and watch you slowly die

You need to eat
I know you think the ends
will justify the means
But trust me when I say they won't
They Won't

You shouldn't do this to yourself
Every spoonful not eaten is a cry for help
Answer it
You can do it

Darling, I love you
Listen to me
You're beautiful
Please, Stop
Please, Eat
Darling, I love you

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