what is beauty?A Poem by Grace Mohnthere she is, skin and bones. wanting to be someones idea of perfect. they call her fat, they call her gross, but would they stop if they knew her secret? she excercises all the time and OD's on weightloss pills, she makes herself vomit up her supper so she wont gain a pound. the world is such a cruel and cold place and this is her drug. would kill for that body in the magazine, the one she looks at everyday. her thinspiration dose not change, she wants to be her. the one with the perfect hair that flows down to her shoulders. the one with the perfect photoshopped belly, one that dosent stick out. the one with the amazing eyes and lips to go on top of the body. the reson shes never enough.. beacuse she dosent look that way... she does not know shes beautiful because everyones words have hurt her. they've change her thoughts about herself and now she thinks shes worthless. © 2012 Grace MohnReviews
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4 Reviews Added on July 8, 2012 Last Updated on July 8, 2012 AuthorGrace MohnAbouthey, so I'm not a fun person. I am usually always depressed when i write so sorry bout that. Im a lot funner in person i guess. more..Writing
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