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Venga
Poems
Feb 2021
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My mom grabbed my shoulder firmly and rubbed it
“that’s more like it”
with a sigh of relief
her eyes flickered my body up and down
in the reflection of the mirror
“those pants did nothing for you” she added
I looked at the pants
as they laid on the chair beside the bed
those pants that once gave me
confidence but
they’ve became something I despised
not because I actually hated them
I just hated myself
Written by
Venga
24/F/NY
(24/F/NY)
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