CW: 138
GW: 110
Watch her dwindle.
Her soul is full of pain.
Starving herself eases something,
It lets her come in touch with reality.
In order to make her soul light,
She must make her body light as well.
Her clothes are like thimbles;
Protection from her thoughts.
She can't see her weight with her eyes;
She feels it with her mind.
But a thimble to her eases the judgement
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Flower Stems and Thimbles
PoetryBeing thin is like being a flower stem. You support the flower bud, something beautiful. A flower bud is like your soul. Exquisite and unique.
