Thin

Feels like freedom from excess weight holding you down
Looks nicer than everyone else's chubby frown
Tastes better than anything - A taste of its own
Sounds like almost nothing - Thin isn't loud
Smells like perfume, green tea, gum, but blends in with the crowd.

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This is  a sensory poem. Each line describes how the theme word/title affects that sense. Pretty straight-forward. These can be free-verse, or rhyme and have meter, whatever. They are your creations, so write what you feel! Good luck!

For clarification, when I say "blends in with the crowd," I mean that 'thin' doesn't want to stand out in the sense of people noticing an eating disorder. I, for one, never try to blend in the sense that I want to be just like everyone else.