My friend, Ana
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a_nothingness23 pov: yur watching me slowly kill myself
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I met this girl not to long ago, her name is Ana.

My friend, Ana

I met this girl not to long ago,

her name is Ana.

She's so lean and tall,

every girl wants to be just like her,

including me.

I met a friend named Ana,

she gives me tips and tricks.

"You're almost there!"

She tells me after walking for two hours.

"Just one more day!"

She tells me after starving for three.

She shouts with joy,

"ten more seconds!"

but soon enough two hours had turned into four

and three days turned into a week,

ten more seconds turned into thirty.

I met a friend named Ana

I met a friend named Ana that was

I met a friend named Ana that was s

I met a friend named Ana that was s l

I met a friend named Ana that was s l o

I met a friend named Ana that was s l o w

I met a friend named Ana that was s l o w l

I met a friend named Ana that was s l o w l y

I met a friend named Ana that was s l o w l y killing me.

People started noticing,

but not the way I had wanted.

"It's just a diet"

nothing more.

"I'm not so hungry"

this is what it takes.

Ten more pounds to go,

to look like a pro.

Twenty more pounds to go,

for the fat to go.

If i want to look like Ana,

I must starve to the bone.

I know I'm slowly dying,

but this skinny is my dream.

I met this girl named Ana,

she was

she was s

she was sl

she was slo

she was slow

she was slowl

she was slowly

she was slowly killing me.

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