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Meat of Mine

 
No chemicals
Some water

No growth
Old shell
New light
Same eyes

Numbers are devils to me
This fleshy shell that garters my worth
She just wants to love herself
Slice it up to something else

Old habits
Heavy tears
Throat ache
No thoughts

Maybe it's because I'm viewed different
Maybe it's because I collapse harder
Maybe I'm not any stronger

It was never an issue before
Now I want myself dead without the consequences
Weight on my heart
Weight on my mind
Weight on my shoulders
My body's demise

If I lost it all
Didn't feel things dig into me
Didn't face change
Didn't eat anything
Could I throw up a new confidence

Do I even have the drive
Written by soullessexpression (I--)
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Author's Note
Who knew my bodily views could shift to become a new and improved monster from within.
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