The Bingemature
Binged All that chocolate Till sickness Oh so much But oh I needed it Fell apart at his harsh words And ran to the cupboards For the chocolate Just adding fat To the current fat So bad Bad Bad Failure So bad How could I do that? So weak Couldn’t say no to food Just food It defeats me And I hate it Hate Hate Hate it Because it’s killing me Drowning me in blubber And oh God The blubber So much blubber Hate Hate Hate it Just can’t stop the binge
The End
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The Binge, which
was posted on Apr 25, 2011 by
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