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[aid] => mick
[title] => anything but
[time] => 2004-02-15 02:36:56
[hometext] => about what other ppl see us as and what we see when we look in the mirror
[bodytext] => look in the mirror hear your words they play over and over like a broken record how could you love me i look hard i look deep to try and see what you see but every flaw sticks out is it just me or can we never achieve the beauty the perfection we see in the magazines constanly compared to the cover boy you think i should model all you boiz wit your foolish words tellin' me i look like i fell off one of those covers but days like this i don't see it don't hate what i am accept it and move on come to you you make and break my confidence my self-assurance my acceptence my self- love wit whatever you say you see a beauty i see a flawed slab of clay god quit moldin' when he got bored and through it to the side i see a french nose full of chacater grace and personality fittin' of who i am just way to big i see messed up teeth throwin' off a jaw line ruin' my facial structure i see lips thin as paper even though you love them so much i hate em i see a gut that really doesn't exist suck it in and slowly exhale until i see the stomach i want but then i turn around and laugh b/c the one thing i used to hate more than anything my ass i now won't change even though before i was goin to have it altered the male response to it the utter almost worshippin' of it has made me change my mind and luv it luv it more than anything so i see flaw after flaw the longer i look the more flaws i see but for some reason you love it all you think i'm a picture of perfection wit a body to kill dangerous poision to a mans heart i guess it could all be true but i don't think i'll ever see or realize what the big fuss is about i feel pretty i feel beautiful i feel ugly i feel skinny i feel fat i feel tall i feel short i feel anything but perfect [comments] => 1 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 21 [informant] => ml03 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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