Anorexia



The pangs are still there but I ignore them now
It's no use wanting what won't still come
The pain is bearable if I push it far
If someone were to offer me, I'm sure I'd try some

I didn't ask to feel this way
The sickness embraced me before I could resist 
It ravages me especially at high noon
By midnight, I regret that I still exist 

They say I'll recover but I don't feel any different 
It slowly consumes me and I can't fight back 
The pangs come again and I turn away from the doctor 
How do I tell the doctor that I what I crave is the blood in the drip sack


  - KIDD🍷

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    1. 😋this next one will keep you entranced. Thank you so much

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  2. 👊👊👊
    The beginning of a poetic dynasty. Kudos man.

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    1. Thank you so much for your support as always, ken. couldn't ask for a better elder brother

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    1. Soft as the water and soothing like the waves. Thank you,Ocean

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  4. Naturally you're a master of impressions. You're doing well.

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  5. Anorexia will keep me waiting on more of these juice types... Nice piece👌🏻

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  6. 😭😭this is deep for me. Thank you so much

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  7. Beautiful as always KIDD. Cheers to an amazing poetic journey.

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    1. thank you for everything, Saint. Have a successful book launch tomorrow

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  8. Nice work here
    We're waiting for more

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  9. Nice work here
    We're waiting for more

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  10. The way you weave words astounds but more than that is the piercing effect of this piece.

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    1. This analysis is just perfect. thank you so much

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    2. This analysis is just perfect. Thank you so much

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