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A second look
I am alone I have no one I am here without a love I wither away a little each day and I do not know when he is to come there may not be a one for me I give up hope a little each day for since my youth I was a brute unwanted unloved and unlovely always passed up at a dance I tried to fit in but never could so why would a man like you want to love me anyway in High School you would have never given me a second look and so I straighten my hair and do not eat so a man like you would receive me but what I am to do when you ask to see me in a bikini when covered I am what your mind imagined me to be but when disrobed you will find fault and think less of me and so I do not eat and would rather starve then to have you distaste me a detestable look is worst than death and the rejection cuts so deeply and even worse is when you snub me and worse than this is when you stay but not because you love me and so I would rather starve then to have you avert from me but what to do when your friends tell you that they do not like me that I am not cute and the fifth wheel what will you think of me will you defend me and if so for how long and so I do not eat and would rather starve then to have you turn against me and what is worst is when you look at her and then wish I wasn't me. so why would a man like you want to love me anyway in High school you would have never given me a second look © |
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Very nicely done
I am glad you decided join us and post some of your work. Like I told you, you will fit in well. I look forward to seeing more |
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Great Write! Welcome!
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Very nice write.
Welcome to mingle. |
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Great write I look forward to reading more.
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An amazing write...
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Edited by
s1owhand
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Mon 03/02/09 05:10 PM
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"i like that" |
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thank you everyone
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A second look I am alone I have no one I am here without a love I wither away a little each day and I do not know when he is to come there may not be a one for me I give up hope a little each day for since my youth I was a brute unwanted unloved and unlovely always passed up at a dance I tried to fit in but never could so why would a man like you want to love me anyway in High School you would have never given me a second look and so I straighten my hair and do not eat so a man like you would receive me but what I am to do when you ask to see me in a bikini when covered I am what your mind imagined me to be but when disrobed you will find fault and think less of me and so I do not eat and would rather starve then to have you distaste me a detestable look is worst than death and the rejection cuts so deeply and even worse is when you snub me and worse than this is when you stay but not because you love me and so I would rather starve then to have you avert from me but what to do when your friends tell you that they do not like me that I am not cute and the fifth wheel what will you think of me will you defend me and if so for how long and so I do not eat and would rather starve then to have you turn against me and what is worst is when you look at her and then wish I wasn't me. so why would a man like you want to love me anyway in High school you would have never given me a second look © A beautiful write, powerful, sad and enlighting |
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Absolutely beautiful a fine write indeed
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