Is that a sin?

Dear Ana,

I'm destitute;

Empty inside.

My demons are out to get me.

And I have no where to hide.

Being eaten alive,

I'm just dying to be thin.

I'm fifty pounds lighter,

Is that a sin?

Fasting brings you closer to God.

My name is Jesus and I'm a fraud.

I want what I want.

I want to be hot.

I hate what I've got.

I'll throw it all away.

I simply can't eat today.

"I wasn't hungry anyway."

And you can have my hair.

I don't fucking care,

That my hands are always cold.

These bones are my gold,

When they show through the skin.

I'm entranced with you Ana.

Is that a sin?

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