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☆Ive been a slave to my own body for as long as i can remember,
struggling to keep my own back lifted, unable to sit, bend, jump, run like the others who live without pounds upon pounds strapped to their body with no proportion.
People have looked at me with envy hatred and lust since i hit the double digits. glares i never asked for. Institutions saw me as a slut, family saw me as an object, people on the streets could never fight the instinct to stare.
You become property when something you grew with your own flesh and blood is desirable.
20 days till i'm free from a cage i built, but everyone else locked shut.
i'm going to finally get to live.☆
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