your back to black
your falling back
your feeling sad
you've lost all you've had
every pound
makes a sound
you want it all gone
its your own personal bond
keeping yourself together
and your looking even better
shrinking, perfecting your empiness
keeping your thinness
thinning out yourself
feeling better than you've ever felt
your worst so called sin
is being thin
but to me its everything
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