It's almost as if her back is crying.
There are different types of tears, though. Pain, sadness, joy, and exhilaracion.
I would prefer to think that her back has long stopped blaming her gut for filling it with fat, and is now just waiting for the inevitable day when she gives up the ghost and stops bothering to wear a bra. On that day you will be free, back. Free to avenge the crimes committed against you.
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