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Her tanned skin reflects in the mirror of which she stares Only to find imperfections and disatisfaction Her mind fights her every morning To some size is just a number on the inside of your jeans To her size is everything She is painfully thin This isn't a disease but rather a way of life
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May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 12:18 AM UTC
Thin
Her tanned skin reflects in the mirror of which she stares Only to find imperfections and disatisfaction Her mind fights her every morning To some size is just a number on the inside of your jeans To her size is everything She is painfully thin This isn't a disease but rather a way of life
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May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 12:18 AM UTC
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