By me
I'll treat my body badly,
Run it down until it's beat,
In the mirror, I see fat,
It hides within my skin,
I want to tear away all that,
To pull out what is within.
And so I starve, on my knees,
My legs shaking beneath,
Ignoring all my stomach's pleas,
And the ache of unused teeth.
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poems and rants
Poésiepretty much rants and poems by me. thanks for reading!! (it gets better the later the book goes lol) TW: ED, SH, SI, depression, anxiety and other things please don't read if triggered by these things.
