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Withering Souls and Unhappy Hearts
I'm not eating the young girl said with a smile
Her mood on a dial, she acts like a child
The people surrounding her see nothing at all
Her frail little body is slowed to a crawl
She's sick of her best friend who says not to eat
She's done with her body, she's dead on her feet
Her sleep is diminished with nightmares and pain
Her friends have all left her and she's lonely and shamed
She ponders and ponders the days she has left
Because now she wonders how many to death
