Anno-wreck-sick I am Anorexic I mean I really think thin real lean I mean I've been carried away to the point where I've all but disappeared. Poor virgin, poor maiden, I was -- oh they wanted me fed up plump, firm, fair, oh so femininely fattened for the rutting rites -- they wanted me sweet flesh to be some sacrifice on the altar bed of adulthood. Anno Wreck Sick -- I could play around with the hollow sound of it play frantic antics with semantics but that's not what you want to know oh no let's get right down to the nitty, dig to the dying bone search in my shrinking skull the meaty matter of it. So you want to know why I don't want to grow oh please think of what it -- sweet sixteen get preened for prodding, fumbling grunting, mumbling while small child me inside dies crumbling. Scars will heal Shrink and heal Shrink my head I want to be dead. Cut off your bloody nose, my ma always said, to spite, she said, oh ma, how right, how right. Please don't pin my body, man lovely living butterfly, please don't try I'd sooner die. So I'll waste the flesh away, ruin your chances, forestall your advances. Anorexic, that's what I am, happy to be carried away with a rattling laugh in my skinny throat to my sweet deathbed. Magi Gibson -- ╭──────────────────╮╭────────────╮╭─╮ │ 世界正崩毀離析，時間正傾倒頹壞。 ├┴╮http://distract.org/╭┴┤ │ ╰─┬────────────────╯ ├──────────┤ ╰┬╯ ╰──────────────────╯ ╰──╯ --

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