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Jul 2013
the hunger i feel isn't curable by food
  my eyes desire to devour your body
my ears starve for your voice
  my lips are famished in need of yours
my fingertips crave the feeling of your skin
  my heart tightens in pain

this hunger doesn't decrease
     with the consumption of food
maybella snow
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maybella snow  where i don't want to be
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