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3d
will I be happy? be loved?
when I'm skinny, thin?
weighed down, a freak, monster
while everyone else is flying.

baby, how do you love something
like me? this rotten bag of flesh.
I wish I was better for you.
Written by
s anne  18/F/midwest
(18/F/midwest)   
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