Challenge
Poetry to the Max
Write about a time you have felt alone, but make it poetry. Must less than or equal too 50 words.
Beauty
Marks of a sharp pin,
Stomach’s curling in.
Ribs in sight.
A shirt that’s two sizes too tight.
Still not good enough.
White stick rolled between my lips.
My stomachs looking big again,
Was it because of those chips?
Cuts on my thigh,
And no one nearby.
Was beauty always this hard to attain?
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