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fattening up

Fattening up

The way the cookie crumbles

The more my stomach grumbles

I can write i can eat

I rather feed than binge on drugs or alcohol

A behemoth living an unforgiving world

A slave to its own devices

Like rats or the mice i live on the scraps

Feeding the emotions that come across me

Lock everything in chains or with keys

I eat like its a desire a necessity

Bet you look at me completely i look more greedy

Caramelized my heart if that’ll make me more accustomed to realize

If there's no dinner plate or a game i irate my own dreams

I spiraling my own depression i’m demolishing my own history

Till 5 ton cliff is a rising even though it’s killing me

It's a mystery how i undergo all this hell no heart attack 

Have diabetes have health issues and slip through the cracks

How long can i run off the tracks to that too gives of my weight

Tears can fall words can strike a match

Fattening up is just a way say large and in charge

If you hate yourself as i do how long till that barge

Tells you your nothing more than what you ear

How long till its revealing a foodless passion

Instead being a foodie be more than supersize be wise

🌷(3)

overeating

◄ love ain't for me

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