nothing

i feel myself

shrinking,

shriveling up.

my clothes

no longer

fit.

too big. too

baggie.

they consume me

and i hide.

i am being

scooped

out from the

insides. i am

becoming  

nothing.

becoming

inexistant.

i am

becoming

what

you
want me to be.

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