mechanics of my body's image
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in my head, they’re racing

while in my heart

the demons are pacing

rattling my bones

now my back is aching

from the battles, I’ve fought

when there was no escaping

I pushed and pulled my way through

stitching myself up

when I ran out of glue

always without choice

never had a say

when you have no voice

how can things be okay?


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