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Jan 2018
For four hours
I thought of nothing but the love we made and the food we ate
Empty inside
But not just hungry
I'm terrified of starving
I'm petrified of love
It takes more thought to conjure these words than any poem ever could.
Fox Brandon Briggs
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Fox Brandon Briggs  21/M
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