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Hungry


Hungry eyes Hungry face Hunger filling every place Trying desperately to escape I do not struggle, for this I chose And hungry hands they take hold Lustful fingers claw and pry I look away to avoid his eyes They tear and gnaw my fading soul If yet it still remains at all I want to run, I want to hide If it brings me comfort, even to die But death is too easy a resolution And this I choose as a conclusion Such sacrifice is never worth The price that is left to pay Forever a savage, revengeful replay Of sins committed and purity lost Such things come at a pricey cost And never leave the mind and soul 'Til death reluctantly pays its toll(poems go here)
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elisabeth
I tend to write poetry only when I'm sad

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