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FAT!

This culture is.

 

Full of diabetes,

And weeping flesh.

 

I step back and become obese.

Failing my body,

My heart,

My mind.

 

Looking up to the pressing blue skies,

With their swollen  white clouds,

 

Full of fear,

I sit.

 

I sit and I wait.

 

My legs crisscrossed.

 

Applesauce.

 

My left arm hanging,

In the air above me.

 

Tired and sore.

 

Clutching a thread between fore-finger and thumb,

A plug to the shower,  

 

The nasty clogged drain,

Waiting to dump.

 

The cold wet end,

That will crush upon my head!

 

In the dark of night…

 

With the moon a crescent…

 

But not an anchor,

For the storm that keeps you paralyzed enough,

 

Still enough,

 

To become FAT.

 

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Disgusting us un third world countries hey. So true these observation, we would trade anything to be skinny (except for the food that makes us FAT, and dats dat.

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It makes me wonder what the real issue is... what fear takes control so that we waste away our health... what laziness controls us to the point of not caring... anxiety? depression? addiction? does any of it even matter anyways? because once we...

It makes me wonder what the real issue is... what fear takes control so that we waste away our health... what laziness controls us to the point of not caring... anxiety? depression? addiction? does any of it even matter anyways? because once we do realize, and it's inevitable that we do realize, that we are affecting ourselves so negatively, what the hell has the power to change any of it? idk

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