My teeth rot away because there is no need. I will not smile.
My tummy grows larger because there is no need. No one will be watching it jiggle.
My mouth becomes swollen and sore because there is no need. I will not kiss.
My feet stink with more potency because there is no need. No one will be near to smell them.
My hair lengthens on my legs and between my hips because there is no need. No one will feel the prickle.
My hands harden and become rough because there is no need. They will not come in contact with any other skin but my own.
My face ages and gathers wrinkles because there is no need. No one is waiting to see it light up.
My eyes focus less and carry circles underneath because there is no need. No one will be gazing into them.
My heart grows lonely and cold because there is no need. I will not love.
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