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Flipping through pages of skinny people,
Of things that represent the unattainable.
Because here I still sit,
Knowing full well
No one will ever be in love with me.
No one will ever accept me.

I'm on a ledge, just sitting, pondering.
Watching the images of the people.
Knowing just how very alone I am.