She ask: "Why are you always eating?"
I reply: "Because I love food. And I love myself. Do you love yourself?"
She squints her eyes concentration: "I don't think I do."
And with that simple confession I see past the mask, and disguise to discover a tarnished beauty.
I breath: "Then i'm truly sorry"
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