the way i see my body
i looked into the mirror and saw nothing i wanted to see.
i still had a belly that stuck out to far
my thighs still large.
my breasts, not impressive at all
i see the cuts on my thigh
the cuts on my wrist
i see the scars on my heart and a body that no one will want.
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