And I thought that when I lose
these 10 pounds I'll be omniscient.
Omnipotent.
I'll raise the world on my boney
shoulders--
And I'll radiate beauty.
I'll be calm, collected,
and enough for you.
Enough for me.
[But what I'm really afraid of is...
Maybe after 10 more pounds... I'll realize
that I'm really just me. Just thinner. Just
not enough. Not enough for you.]
Please tell me what you think
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This poem hit me quite personally. I've been having problems like that with my girlfriend. I don't want to get to personal with it but she feels exactly the same way you do in this poem. Or at least she did. We've gotten better, but, yeah this poem was quite good. Said what needed to be said and did it quite well. Nice job.
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this is sad, but at the same time it's one of the most powerful poems you've written in a while. Absolutely love it!
-Jordi
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Wow
That's so sad...
So pretty.
And so true... I've felt like this many times.
I really, really like it.
xxx
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"I'll raise the world on my boney... - ...Enough for me."
--the middle spoke to me. This was good ... not too angsty like most weight poems I feel ... kind of more accepting of the fact ... I think.
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