You say nice things.
You look really nice.
I wish I didn't hate
Myself so much so
I could take your
Compliments but,
You understand and
That's all that matters.
Maybe one day I'll get
Better. And love my
Body as much as you
Love it. I hate looking
At the mirror to see
A misshapened blob
Looking back. One
Day.
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