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Jul 2014
The aspect,
that shows our beauty, discipline, self-esteem, and that we
get up and move around.
The aspect,
that shows we fight
our desires and go back to our graces.
The aspect,
where our muscle holds our strength and our thin waist shows
our beauty.
It is exposed all around as we put our hands on our
torso and feel our ribs and abs that are perfect to others.
The aspect,
that gets easily ruined as
we let go of our happiness.
It has been taken away.
We become depressed and food is our only angel.
The aspect,
that rounds and widens
as time changes,
routines sail away.
We jump back into the water
and the circles are wider than ever.
The aspect,
that no longer makes us a size two.
We look in the mirror,
we stand, stare at our reflection, and cry.
We say to our body,
*******.
We know the reason why,
but we can't bear the truth to take the blame.
Remember how it is what is on the inside that is cared for,
so we feel no shame.
The aspect,
that shall never define,
our self-esteem, our confidence, our discipline, and beauty.
The aspect,
that makes us insecure,
when we look around the agora,
we feel as if we are the biggest.
It is all in our heads,
our bodies are all different.
We take care of it,
though it is not the sum,
to our greatness,
and wisdom,
and love.
Luna Casablanca
Written by
Luna Casablanca
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   Victoria Jasmine and Mary
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