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Jan 2018
There's a caged child within me,
Somedays it's happy and immature.
Other days it decides to throw a temper tantrum.
There's a caged child within me,
I poke it with a stick,
and starve it.
It begs for food,
any morsel will do,
but I call it ungrateful and filthy.
The child keeps screaming.
It won't shut up.

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There's a girl out there.
Somedays she'll smile,
It's a beautiful sight.
Other day's she's sad and crying.
There's a girl out there.
She pokes me with a stick,
And won't feed me.
I try to pretend I'm not hungry,
But my stomach keeps rumbling.
She gets angry,
and yells a lot.
It hurts,
and I can't stop my tears.
I don't want her to know.

Now she's crying.
She says she's sorry.
But
Im still
Hungry.
AnnaMarie Jenema
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AnnaMarie Jenema  F/USA
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