A need to feel fulfillment
rushes through her.
Hypnotizing images in magazines,
entrap her thoughts,
A need to be like those models,
and the stars on TV.
Tricking her surroundings,
eat a portion or two,
feeling like a failure,
she runs, what a horrid run,
to rid herself
of her own little poison.
Look in the mirror,
doesn't like what she sees,
clutches the little piece of metal harder in her hands,
keeps staring into the mirror,
a cut for each flaw.
Blood trickles down
as her tears begin to fall.
Doesn't see her beauty,
through her battered frame.
Wish that she could see,
I'd rather her as she is,
the one bringing happiness to me.
Not this broken form,
striving for perfection.

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You're absolutely perfect as you are. Perfection is a mere illusion.
Written September 13th, 2005
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hmmmm.... I felt that I knew what you were going to say before reading all of this. Could that be because I know you writing or that this was a plain idea? (not hating in any way) Not sure, it was good dont get me wrong, really good. Anyway have a good one.
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fuck i love it. you know i never saw why one would cut themselves to relieve stress(not saying others ways or things ive done to relieve it are any better), and never really enjoyed many poems with the subject involved. But this is an exception. This is a great piece of work, with much emotion involed. It really just felt intense to me. that word perfect is a crazy one isnt it? so many of us in ways kills ourselves to fit into that word. nice job on this one lady, but youve always done magnificiant work.
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i need to eat these words... chew swallow and digest... and that goes for the other billions out there... i guess people who are more concerned about fitting into the world are so sucked into this concept that perfection will fix all... that they dont realize that things get less pretty on the inside... i dont know anyways i think im rammbling... the poem its self was very powerful and respectful towards the one whos cutting towards beauity, and whoever it was written for, hope it helps heal... nicly written, original in its own way, and somewhere encrypted in this darkness, a positive message is spread... excellent poem... peace -
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What a powerfull poem. Good work. I guess women in general suffer from the insecurities of fake perfection, some more than others. Awsome poem Keep up the good work! -
This is so beautiful. I guess you've grown and changed alot. From the looks of your writing as of late, it seems as though a lot of things have happened and reshaped your way of thinking. Beautiful...the clips at the top and at the bottom illustrate your write so well. All by themselves even, the words you have put here give me shivers. It's so good to hear from you. This gives off a very, very powerful impact; I'm confident that you can reach out and touch people with your work. Take care.
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This is a very cool poem. It has a lot of emotion and meaning in it. Wish you well.
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I love it, same way I love you lady
This is amazing. This was me once actually. Don't like to talk about it really. Sometimes I wonder if eating disorders are contagious. Anyways though, its awesome chicka, I really have no words, you summed it up so perfectly
I
you
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That is so very very true... No one is completely perfect and it's not a good reason to hurt yourself... you are beautiful no matter what other people say...
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ooohhhhhh awesome..why arent you satisfied?
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haha it's all chill lovely, i personally am not satisfied with it.
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and um....cause i actually critiqued it...i feel like a douche.
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Its interesting, sun. Truthfully, not the best ED piece i've seen, but the heart is definitely apparent. You should have (in my opinion) made the 'story' portion more clear. It was kind of fuzzy from beginning to end. As always though, mummy dear....I loved it because it was yours.
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Aww Sunsine <3 I hope whoever this is for realizes that they are loved...
Beautiful poem hun
Loveya
ashley
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