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[sumlikeithotx3]

Poem i wrote for Mrs. Gunckles Poetry notebook. 
kinda stinks.

She's over the sink
finger in her throat
she wants to bad
but something's holding her back

I want to be skinny she thinks,
with her head in the sink
Why can't i do it?
I want to be thin!

Her phone rings,
she's so torn
between these two things.
One last glance

Down that chrome sink.
Her ringtone still

Comments

[0h_boy]

I agree with Alicia.
I hope this isn't a personal poem.
I'd be way sad.

[anonymous]

catie, i love you and you are a good writer.

-claire.