If My insides could speak, they’d say

ten less lbs.

nine pm, bed time!

eight times you thought of it, what happened?

seven days of blood due tomorrow

six unread texts, forget to call Mom?

five feet left to go.

four eyes on the road

three seconds before I lose my mind.

two people living inside me.

one chance to do this all right.

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