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don’t,
don’t be ashamed of your body,
you said.
don’t be shy,
dont be empty, 
as though this was something
that could’ve made me feel
anything but hollow.
you broke the bone
in my body
that should’ve taught me how to be anything but 
still.
don’t be angry,
don’t be sad,
don’t be anything that 
you wouldn’t like. 
because to feel,
would mean i’m no longer 
yours. 
and now i can barely fucking stand
on my own two feet,
because of every person that told me
all the things
i should not do.