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Her heart

It shatters like a broken wall

Every day is harder than the last 


She craves the perfection

She wants to be known

That girl with the hips and those collar bones 

Look in the mirror

Tell me what you see 

I see a monster, and thin is the key 


To be thick is a sin, so starvation is cure 

To never give up

To be cleansed and be pure 


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