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Best Poems From
JESSY LIZ
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Ace of Hearts
Go on and cut me to the quick-
Please just get it over with.
I'm standing here with arms outstretched,
Heart on my sleeve, yes I'm a wreck.
I know this really isn't me at all,
But I'm mid-way down a bright freefall.
So take my heart and break it, too
If that is what you're meant to do..
And leave me later to my solitude,
But not before this night's pursued.
Jessy Liz
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Ana (Anorexia)
I am....
Falling D..
O..
W..
N........
I need G U I D A N C E.... Ana, H.t.E.a.L.k.P.e. M.E.
Breathe your curse upon me.. Cast your spell.. Whisper me your promises....
K I L L M E....................
softly..
I wish I
didn't need you..
Wish I could belong
to someone more
compassionate.. to
someone whose love
would not hurt me so. But you
are my master.
Oh, Ana. I bow only at your feet.
So take me.... I belong to you.
Jessy Liz
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Anything To See You Smile
When Nothing is good enough
But it just doesn't seem right
I know it's not you who won't sleep tonight.
I try to explain it but I know that it's there;
You understand but you just don't care.
Last night you slept in a sweet silent peace
And behind each breath, you whispered to me.
That's when I knew it, though could never explain
Beneath your light I felt the rain.
And in that moment I suddenly felt
That I could make you smile through stealing your guilt.
That's when I realized what you'd left behind..
....And I'd do anything to see you smile....
Jessy Liz
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Beauty Prevails
Mothers, save your daughters.
My God their out to kill..
With their child prostitutes and lack of values
They'll do anything to sell.
They'll talk her down
Until she's two feet tall..
Three hundred pounds
And not what she thought at all.
So she'll look in the mirror
And tear herself apart.
She'll rip at her skin until
There's no new place to start.
She'll starve until her insides crawl,
Begging to be fed.
And she'll make herself insane over it
Until she just wishes she were dead.
So she'll go three days,
Run until she's numb..
Throw up until there's nothing left at all..
And then some.
She won't stop until her skin is pale
And her face is sunken in.
Even the hair on the bathroom floor
Won't stop her from doing it again.
So she'll drag on,
Putting her body through hell.
And regardless of the consequence..
Beauty will always prevail.
To ANA
Jessy Liz
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