body
this body im in,
i cant love it.
i see the hate,
what i hate,
what they hate.
im too fat.
i eat less and less.
i eat nothing.
i get sick.
im bones.
im dying they say.
i cant eat anyting.
they wont mind.
ill be gone and they wont mind.
and so i leave.
i fade away fully.
i die
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