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Dec 2013
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She stood in the bathroom looking at the mirror.
Her eyes scanned over her reflection and she instantly picked out her flaws.
Tears pricked at her eyes as she remembered the names being passed around the school.

She groped some of her skin. I  could  lose  more  fat.   Then  they'll  start  calling  me  skinny  instead, she thought.

As she continued to ***** her skin, tears rolled down her cheeks.
She looked at her body in full hatred and disgust.
this isn't really a poem, but.. ya know.
kaitlyn
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kaitlyn  Pennsylvania
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