I want people to turn, and look.
Be amazed at what they see.
The bones, they're my inspiration, no my thinspiration.
The desire to be thin, and have those bones; are what keep me going.
I want to be the envy of many girls; I want them to look at me in awe.
Maybe then, when I see bones; I will be happy again.
Food is the enemy; the urges for it will not take control.
I will win the battle with food, and my reward will be bones.
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