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Isabel Galaxia Senior Member
since 2000-06-18
Posts 733
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~This is dedicated to Dopey, consider this as an explanation to the response I wrote to your poem, but don't worry it's not directed completely towards you~ I wonder that you cannot see The thoughts running constantly through my head Or is it that you simply chose To ignore them instead I wonder what you'd think If you could hear the words my subconscious has said Maybe you've never has such thoughts At night while lying in your bed Why did I eat so much today Why do I loose control Tomorrow will I pay For just eating food as a whole I no longer wish you to understand That phase has passed Things are no longer as easy As were in my past Do you feel I'm drifting Further and further away Do you really care If it is that way Is it as though There's suddenly a barrier dividing life in two Not so equal pieces Me vs all of you At this moment I shed no tears from my eyes Maybe I'm "too proud" for that Ha, like nobody cries I've noticed lately Not many of you still try I believe you have tired of my ways Maybe you'd like to think "this is all just a lie" This is not an angry accusation I'm merely describing a bit of how I feel I leave it up to you To believe whether it's real But I know one thing is This pain that's inside Rarely ever do I try To put on a happy face and hide What's the point now Tell me, my dear Maybe if you looked really hard Would it be crystal clear And now I leave you With a single thought Am I so horrible, stupid, insignificant, wrong Or am I blindly following a path Away from my pain, the path often sought? - I wrote this late last night and perfected it sometime this morning, I think it's pretty self explanatory. Thanks for reading!  Hasta luego mis amigosBel Beautiful is empty Beautiful is free Beautiful loves no one Beautiful stripped me -"Beautiful" CREED |
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curlygurly Member
since 2000-09-12
Posts 276USA |
Hey Bel! i love the poem. i know how you feel, i get the same way sometimes. but you just gotta think about those who love you. they don't care if ur a size 2 or 12. i hope that u'll think about me when u remember that all people aren't anorexic looking!-curlz |
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HaVoK Junior Member
since 2000-09-06
Posts 31DETROIT, MI |
This may sound REALLY goofy...But I like girls with problems... It's like I have something to work on... I don't know..It's wierd.. The only girls I've ever been attracted too both mentally and physically have some...help me out here... problem... But I don't meen it like that... It is to me because I like to help and try to "solve" it...Anyway... Yeah |
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Isabel Galaxia Senior Member
since 2000-06-18
Posts 733 |
Thanks for reading.....come on Dopey you gotta read this one amigo! Curlz- Thanks girl, yeah I understand the anorexic looking thing, some girls are just skinny! Havok- Are you implying(spell?) I have a problem? Should I assume you like me then? Gracias hasta luego Bel Beautiful is empty Beautiful is free Beautiful loves no one Beautiful stripped me -"Beautiful" CREED |
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Erin Member Elite
since 2000-06-15
Posts 2527~Chicago~ |
Isabel~~~You expressed your feelings really well in this one...I give you props for writing this (you are going through this right)...You had alot of courage to write about it and I admire you for that...I wish you the best in life...Keep up the good work... ~*If I was to die & could be 1 thing I would be a tear born in your eyes live on your cheeks and die on your lips*~ |
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Ender Member
since 1999-12-08
Posts 200Yuma, AZ USA |
A very good poem. I enjoyed reading it. You made the words flow so well. Keep up the good work *Blonde people are normal. Everyone else is just strange. -Ender* |
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Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
A poem dedicated for little ol' me?!?!?! HURA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Either way, I still like the idea that a poem was dedicated to me. Makes me feel all these wittle tiny tingles in my tummy!! HURA! thanks! nice poem too!  I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. |
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