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They’re just anorexic boys,

Showing off their anorexia,

In an anorexic world;

Despite the masculine gods.

And despite the victims of Christianity,

We still live in a Christian-saving world;

Even though they wouldn’t call themselves victims,

That is their triumph.

And I just want a complete girl, without all the problems.

And the girls without all the problems,

Tend to have more than most.



Irregardless of the pain,

I’ve prepared my friend’s grave,

And am burying him when no one else would,

That is my duty.

My friend just wonders:

Couldn’t I wait till he died?



And I know all about those people,

Breathing in the poison

Just to spite suffocation.

They complain,

“But this is all we were given!’



Like the little baby,

In an utilitarian world,

Who does not feel pain anymore,

Because no one cared for her.