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Dec 4
I was gentle this time I swear, I’m just
Sick of trying
Sick of thinking
Sick of worrying
Punishing and torturing you
My body, I love you so much

No matter the look, the shape or weight
For what you have done or what you ate
I know you’re just trying to survive
My body, I love you so much

Hatred boiling up, I can’t compare
Was it all worth losing you hair?
I know what you been through, love
My body, I love you so much
Written by
Eri  20/F/Norway
(20/F/Norway)   
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