It’s the compulsion that blurs the lines.
This obsession drags you downward.
You talk in circles. You feel the pressure.
When healing is failing you’ll die forever.
Every reflective glance tears you apart.
I’ve never felt what you feel. But I know we feel together.
We starve no more.
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