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Redesigned

Bulging bones, a bumpy frame,
if there’s more than skin, it’s a shame.
Empty stomach, head feels light,
you ate some food? That wasn’t bright.
Love handles and thunder thighs,
look in the mirror, one big sigh.
Flabby abs and jello arms,
the plastic knife can do no harm.
Broad shoulders and chubby cheeks,
a slim figure is what you seek.
Back fat, kankles, sausuge fingers,
smell of vomit always lingers.
Growling stomach, feel so weak,
starvation is the best technique.
Ignore your body, skip a meal,
otherwise you'll lose appeal.
Racing thoughts consume your mind,
until your body's redesigned.

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  • you have really written the imagery that I see in amirro as well as I am sure so many other people see. you have written about the battles and the way that we feel and the way that society can make us feel worse and this to me really gripped me as I could just connect to it. a beautiful and emotive piece well done
  • i am ana i know what you mean in this poem i hate knowing how fat i'm getting and its just a battle to lose weight all the time, never a moment without the thought of food.
    but it will be worth it when i and all other ana's are rewarded by skinnyness.

  • Incredibly painful

    to read as I can relate to the deep emotions and honest thoughts penned here.
    You have gone straight into the heart of an eating disorder and I respect that.


    Thank you & Best of luck
    Stay safe
    ~Manda