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No Magic Number

By Jhai

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

These days you wouldn't recognize me Walking down the street. I'm chumba wumba to the max I can't even see my feet. Eating is my refuge My comfort and escape. No longer do I taste the food As I scrape it from the plate. I eat to fill the void inside The place you used to fill. Confused emotions now collide With memories I can't hide. No magic number no perfect size No glass slipper for my feet. Prince Charming your a fantasy So all I do is eat. K 3-22-993-22-99, Written December 5th, 2001 © on Dec 05 2001 06:45 AM PST   18 • 0 • 1

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