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How can I be they

Do I wreck my body to save my mind?
This is a question where the answer is mine
But I don't know the answer and I desperately ask
Is this dysphoria too much of a task

I'm reshaping my body and crushing my tits
For a more perfect imagine for something that fits
So I don't see a stranger when I look in the mirror
But all I see is my deadname and all I hear is she/her

Is cutting my hair and slouching all day
The only things I can do to keep this gender away
I'm hurting my body to the point I can't breathe
But it's still not enough to be the fake me
Written by Just_medysphoricly
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