F-A-T

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They shamed her,
‘Ugly’ they named her,
Fat she was called,
And that was not even her fault.

In a world full of perfection,
She fell under the ‘fat’ section,
Bullying was their profession,
She sinked into depression.

At night she cried,
Till the tears dried,
She craved to be called a beauty,
To tell her, fat she was, they thought it was their duty.

They were plastic,
The next step she took was drastic,
She picked up the knife,
To end her life.

She shut her eyes,
To her loved ones she silently apologised.

-Rushda Shamsi


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