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This is not my body, I just live in itA Poem by Ashley AcriCollege wreaks havoc on your body, in more ways than one. |
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Weight Of The WorldA Poem by SweetWriter88Written by my friends and I for everyone who feels like they're bearing the weight of the world. |
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OverflowingA Poem by 水希Ever have a subconscious feeling that you can't suppress and can't identify the source of? |
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countering the lossA Chapter by Lyn AndersonSelf explanatory |
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Mirror, MirrorA Poem by Victoria W.The way we all battle at some point with our weight and self-acceptance, along with "Wintergirls" by Laurie Halse Anderson inspired me to write this. .. |
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StressA Poem by NicoleThey don't understand What they can't understand Sometimes it becomes too much Between the chains that they planned And those, gifted secondha.. |
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SpacesA Poem by Richard MuellerWorlds |
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To be Desired - To be AloneA Poem by Sabrina WooldridgeAs I lie beneath the covers, my eyes are closed.I picture hands.Large,warmhands, blunted with the battles of time and life. They slide up the indented.. |
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Skin DeepA Poem by evertheoptimistA poem about social anxiety, body image, discomfort and self harm...please dont read if it will upset you. Trigger warnings. |
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HungerA Poem by Sean J. DezseA poem about anxiety and hunger and the never ending cycle of self-harm that can occur because of it. |
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The Overweight Me: Part One (Reimagined)A Poem by Joshua McNayOne of my often times harder to read poems. I was honest here more so than usual. I wanted to add some more personal stuff to it so I added me. Me loo.. |
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Why I don't like to be reminded of how thin I am.A Poem by HairythoughtsI've been pretty thin since birth. Unexpectedly (for many people) I get picked on for it even now (24 years old). |
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My Body Battle - A Photo SeriesA Story by Marinda Van ZylIn this photo series, I photographed and interviewed different women who each had a complex relationship with food and body image. These are their sto.. |
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WaitingA Poem by Kate Z.Grief comes at odd moments. I sit to write a jaunty tale, but my pen records my heart, not my mind. |
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They Hurt Just Like YouA Poem by vash1492This is not a children’s poem, though it may read like one. |
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If I Cared...A Story by Edwin VileI little short story of how my last few years have been. |
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