#informative - Hello Poetry

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Jun 12, 2018

Jun 12, 2018 at 7:05 PM UTC

ElizabethSquires

Confidential Rind

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This is my debut This is not up for dispute I have a few things I want to converse with you God gave me a gift to share with you Anything and everything of life is beautiful I’m what you call a living miracle My essence, my walk, my talk, and my ways Puts the evil doers to shame Greatness is my name Shaakira Rahnae S H A A K I R A R A H N A E Only for the ones who can’t read I’m everything the maker created me to be Living my life but reassuring I live out my infamous dream So that little boys and little girls can seek their destiny just like me No more fearing More overcoming This power I contain you can’t take that from me ONLY GOD CAN! Humble and sweet, yes that’s me I’ll have you adoring the way I speak Every bit of five feet plus three Natural hair and petite Living eccentric and free Use my thoughts to eat I repeat This is my debut This is not up for dispute Thank you

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Apr 9, 2014

Apr 9, 2014 at 12:23 AM UTC

shaakira-barber

Debut

This is my debut This is not up for dispute I have a few things I want to converse with you God gave me a gift to share with you Anything and everything of life is beautiful I’m what you call a living miracle My essence, my walk, my talk, and my ways Puts the evil doers to shame Greatness is my name Shaakira Rahnae S H A A K I R A R A H N A E Only for the ones who can’t read I’m everything the maker created me to be Living my life but reassuring I live out my infamous dream So that little boys and little girls can seek their destiny just like me No more fearing More overcoming This power I contain you can’t take that from me ONLY GOD CAN! Humble and sweet, yes that’s me I’ll have you adoring the way I speak Every bit of five feet plus three Natural hair and petite Living eccentric and free Use my thoughts to eat I repeat This is my debut This is not up for dispute Thank you

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Pound after wretched pound. i live on the scale. the pain in my receding belly becomes comfort. the mirror tells me I'm fat. but when i lay curled up in bed, i feel so small. so insignificant. so imperfect. concern from friends and family, worried doctors, they're working against me. i thought they wanted to help, but ana whispered the truth in my ear. they want me fatter. why else would they shove food at me. months after i met ana. I'm thinner. no, not happy, but im reaching my goal. she helps me. she haunts me. I'm slower. I'm hurting. I'm never good enough for her. try harder. eat less. If you don't feel fragile, you're probably fat. i can't escape her. I'm so hungry. I'm so cold. I'm so alone. everything makes me angry. why bother living? I don't care if I die as long as I'm thin. The doctors said I might die anyways. All I have left is ana. her hold on me is strong. stronger than me. being thin is all that matters. not love. not life. not even family. they just want to make me fat and I would rather die.

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Mar 22, 2014

Mar 22, 2014 at 10:22 PM UTC

abigail-keenan

Ana

Pound after wretched pound. i live on the scale. the pain in my receding belly becomes comfort. the mirror tells me I'm fat. but when i lay curled up in bed, i feel so small. so insignificant. so imperfect. concern from friends and family, worried doctors, they're working against me. i thought they wanted to help, but ana whispered the truth in my ear. they want me fatter. why else would they shove food at me. months after i met ana. I'm thinner. no, not happy, but im reaching my goal. she helps me. she haunts me. I'm slower. I'm hurting. I'm never good enough for her. try harder. eat less. If you don't feel fragile, you're probably fat. i can't escape her. I'm so hungry. I'm so cold. I'm so alone. everything makes me angry. why bother living? I don't care if I die as long as I'm thin. The doctors said I might die anyways. All I have left is ana. her hold on me is strong. stronger than me. being thin is all that matters. not love. not life. not even family. they just want to make me fat and I would rather die.

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