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She blamed her body.
She believed she didn't look good enough.
She blamed her body, because he ran away.
She was young, she dieted.
She was young, she dieted injuriously.
She felt dizzy, but she rubbed it off.
She tried to prove her strength.
She tried to keep up with the world,
But the world suddenly felt imperfect.
She couldn't make any sense of it.
How could everything be imperfect?
Shouldn't there be...
Something?
She reached for the world,
But it was...
Running away from her.
She squinted, to get a better look
And the world spiralled into darkness.
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rules of attraction
Poetry(Previously titled Imperfections) --------- When her perfect little world topples over, will she be able to pick up the imperfect, broken pieces?
