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Apr 2017
"What a waste of a face."
A waste
because of my waist.

My waist has been wasted
because of the space my waist
takes up.

The beauty of my features penetrate
but the reality of my body disfigurates
what that man thought I should be.

But,

I am not a waist.

I am not a waste.
By Lindsay Johnson
Lindsay
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Lindsay  26/F
(26/F)   
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