I can't explain
the feeling
i get
when cold
water
hits my
empty stomach,
convincing
me that
i deserve this
the feeling
i used
to hate
I've now
become
so obsessed
with it- the emptiness hurts
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Roses Have Thorns
PoetryAs a young child i was taught to look, but not touch see, but not feel, and think before i do and now that i am older i close my eyes and touch the s t a r s without t h i n k i n g - so did you
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I can't explain
the feeling
i get
when cold
water
hits my
empty stomach,
convincing
me that
i deserve this
the feeling
i used
to hate
I've now
become
so obsessed
with it- the emptiness hurts