Emaciation Whore
By maliaka
blank reflection broken smile don't be afraid to run that extra mile (nothing to smile about) blind association try to get rid of the doubt a glance in the mirror can't even see fake and whithered confusing trapped with free it's easy to ignore "everything is fine" don't want to be a bore to that crowded room what are you even faking this smile for? it's all gonna get fucked up anyway you'll just end up here still an emaciation whoreHi everyone! This is my first poem submitted here. I chose this one because, for one, it is nice and short, and because it's quite imperfect. I wrote it when I could care less about the meter or rhyme scheme. I felt strongly the emotion, and so I never had the nerve to alter it to something more "perfect"....Rate this and be honest! Written October 3rd, 2001 © on Nov 22 2001 06:34 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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