Poems from irisbateman

Hunger is no longer a feeling That sits in the pit of my stomach. The first time I skipped a meal It was summer, so we were out of school...
If I could sit there with you now Your body coiled up on the floor, All your seven years of life Amounting to the aching in your side, I...
My mommy and her new boyfriend Bought me a bike, A blue and red Mongoose With shiny wheels. And the man who was to become My eternal...
My body is covered in scars. Some external, Some internal; I drew some of them myself When I was alone and no one could...
The way it felt when I Was six years old and For the first time Someone told me I was worthless. It came as a shock, And with a pain that...

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