Hunger
Nothing left
Pains of hunger
Water and gum
Leaving
No effort
"Yes I did"
"No I'm lying"
Why can't I
Live without food
Everyday
No time left
to hope for
the second best.
I'm dying.
This poem is about:
Me
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