"It;s not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more."

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It is not that I love death more,

but that I love myself less.

This eating disorder is becoming a chore.

It is something lodged in my chest.

It's not that I love food less,

but that I love bones more.

I long to feel good in a dress.

I want to be something people adore.

It's not that I love illness more,

but that I love healthiness less.

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