Teenage ProblemA Poem by Plagued Monumentally"Who are you?" The person reflected in the mirror asks, "I'm the person you wish to be, but you hide under those masks." If I could be like that, maybe some people would stop referring to me as fat. I close my eyes, stepping in your shoes for a couple moments, maybe then people would stop all of these torments. But then I open my eyes, realizing that your shoes are filled. By you.
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Added on August 10, 2011Last Updated on August 16, 2011 AuthorPlagued MonumentallyMSAboutSo it's been a couple years since I've been on this site, and lots has changed. Most of my writing is between two to three years difference to the stuff I'm writing now. Please pay attention to the di.. more..Writing
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