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My Secret
I open my mouth and take a bite
My senses reel with savory delight
I open my mouth and eat some more
I tell myself just one more bite and then no more
Minutes later and my stomach is full
Bloated and hurting from so much food
I tell myself that it will fade
Just a few more minutes and it will go away
But the urge is to strong to ignore
In seconds I'm rushing to the bathroom door
Hoping and praying that no one will hear
I lift the lid and cast aside my fears
I contract my throat and push out the bile
A few bites of food down in the water
I tell myself that I won't do it anymore
That it's not making me skinny
That it's harm and not good
I'm ashamed of myself for being this way
My little secret
My source of decay
| On October 24th 2007 kantokah Said : | |
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very well writtin. descriptive, desterbing and realistic. thats what makes it good |


