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Food For Thought

I can not depend on my moods, 
This is why I depend on food.
Good days, bad days, the pain stays,
The food I eat takes me away.

I used to be fat and then went slim,
Now the fat creeps back in.
Self esteem is what I lacked,
Food is slowly making me fat.
The mirror is no friend of mine,
The image I see is not mine. 

The dismal day portays my mood,
and then 'BOOM' I run back to food.
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