It's the right word
Pull it and you're goneSucked into a void
Obsessed with the need to be less of me
Don't follow me there
You'll be consumed by the hunger pains
And the need to have them
"If only's" feed me instead
if only i were thinner
If only i was beautiful
If only i could please you
If only you would love me
You never see me...no matter what I change
Will it be easier when i'm nothing
When i am pale and sharp
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