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Jun 2012
I look at you everyday with judgement,
with admiration,
with hatred,
and with disgust.

I hate how you look so good one day,
and then the next,
a huge mess.

Your complexion is porcelain,
your legs,
are fat.
Your eyes,
they resemble the sea.
Keep doing that,
your ribs will show so much, they might snap.

******* reflection you haunt my exsistence,
you're my best friend but reflect my worst nightmare.
Pinch the fat and push the food away,
keep doing that your skin will be ruined.

Don't love yourself you'll stop making progress.
I don't want war, but what do I want.
Alexcandra
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