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Hello.

It's not about
Being skinny
It's not about
Fitting into that dress
For the dance
It's not about
That.

It might be about
The way you look right
Through me
It might be about
The way I look right
Through me
It might be about
That.

But who knows?

It's probably about
The way I want to break
My own face
With my own knuckles
It's probably about
The way I feel sick
When I see myself
It's probably about
The way I want to reach down
Inside myself
And pull everything up
And out
That makes me hate me
It's probably about
That.



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DakotaShadow said...
Feb. 7, 2012 at 6:47 pm:
I used to be a good writer. I used to be able to write down my thoughts and feelings in a way that made sense. I can't anymore, it's been a long time since i've seen me brain down on paper. But this is me, this is my inner workings. It's incredible.
 
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beautiful*downfall said...
Nov. 13, 2010 at 12:14 pm:
I read "Perfect" first. I didn't comment--it was too perfect. But you hooked me. I'm hooked. I'm reading all your stuff--it's amazing! You have so much talent--keep writing! I loved this! This poem really spoke to me... "The way I want to break / My own face / With my own knuckles / It's probably about / The way I feel sick / When I see myself... / The way I want to reach down / Inside myself / And pull everything up / And out / That makes me hate me...." My thoughts exactly. And you captured th... (more »)
 
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