Starving. Starving for something that other had.
Craving. Craving for something just out of reach.
Yearning. Yearning for someone.
Oh, how they yearned to touch and feel people like her. To hear people laugh and cry like her.
Oh, how alone they felt... Though that could change.
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Book of Random Ideas
LosoweThis is a book where i just write a little bit of a story. It just is to keep me from going insane. Please read and vote on what you like.
