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Aaron Bee
Poems
Sep 2014
Hunger
My ribs call for justice
Strumming them like
Harps
Stomach,
Roars for a revolution.
Mind enthused by the
Fleeting high ofย
Hunger, and loss.
Image damaged by
Thoughts of perfection
Stranded among lost islands
Of paradise
#self
#sad
#life
#pain
#damage
#perfection
#image
#hunger
#fasting
Written by
Aaron Bee
22/Non-binary/Shiprock, New Mexico
(22/Non-binary/Shiprock, New Mexico)
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