I feel my thigh gap growing
Growing
Larger every day
I feel my ribs jutting out
And I trace my
Rib cage
I feel my hip-bones protruding
Bony
And small
I see my flat stomach
Thinking of first how proud I am
Second how much work I have
Still to do.
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THIN ✔︎
PoetryShe's never had problems, until recently. Recently, her world has been falling apart, but from the inside out. Turned into a depressed girl with serious eating disorder problems, all she wants to do is let go of everything, and be thin. Lighter than...
