#gnawing - Hello Poetry

Exhaustion is a thousand starving mouths; Insomnia, a single gnawing doubt.

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Nov 13, 2023

Nov 13, 2023 at 12:00 AM UTC

elizabeth-kelly

And/Or

Exhaustion is a thousand starving mouths; Insomnia, a single gnawing doubt.

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And all at once, I know the plight of the hungry dog given only a bone. it is identical to the plight of the suicidal man thrown a rope.

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Dec 15, 2019

Dec 15, 2019 at 10:53 PM UTC

Unwinded

Gnawing

And all at once, I know the plight of the hungry dog given only a bone. it is identical to the plight of the suicidal man thrown a rope.

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I thought after all these years of being bitten and scratching sores, I'd eventually grow a thick enough skin to keep out the mosquitos. I was wrong. Even so, mosquitos are nothing compared to the itch I've got for you. You see, mosquito bites are only skin deep, but I've got this ravenous hunger for you, gnawing at my bones.

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Jul 12, 2018

Jul 12, 2018 at 9:56 PM UTC

lifeasalyric

Mosquitoes

I thought after all these years of being bitten and scratching sores, I'd eventually grow a thick enough skin to keep out the mosquitos. I was wrong. Even so, mosquitos are nothing compared to the itch I've got for you. You see, mosquito bites are only skin deep, but I've got this ravenous hunger for you, gnawing at my bones.

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They just keep gnawing on my bones They're glassy eyed they look like drons With a persistent chewing grinding away It goes on all night and day Teeth scraping on bone the sounds unnerving They think my bones they are deserving They just keep gnawing, and bitting through But this is nothing very new Teeth on bone, crunch crunch, crunch Gnawing on me again for lunch

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Mar 12, 2016

Mar 12, 2016 at 8:10 PM UTC

Pauline_Morris

Crunch, Crunch, Crunch

They just keep gnawing on my bones They're glassy eyed they look like drons With a persistent chewing grinding away It goes on all night and day Teeth scraping on bone the sounds unnerving They think my bones they are deserving They just keep gnawing, and bitting through But this is nothing very new Teeth on bone, crunch crunch, crunch Gnawing on me again for lunch

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If living here is really so bad for you then maybe you should just go on a holiday, far away, so you can see just how bad it is how bad it is But I, I believe, you'll feel the wind of home come invading through your window wherever your heart takes you And in return you'll come back after no end to pestering I do believe you'll feel the wind of home

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Nov 11, 2014

Nov 11, 2014 at 2:18 PM UTC

shychaospatrol

Gnawing Fear

If living here is really so bad for you then maybe you should just go on a holiday, far away, so you can see just how bad it is how bad it is But I, I believe, you'll feel the wind of home come invading through your window wherever your heart takes you And in return you'll come back after no end to pestering I do believe you'll feel the wind of home

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I want to bury myself in books; to not be here. There is a gnawing at my heart that will. not. stop. There is a pain in my soul; a weight upon my chest; an edge to my voice-- a falter in my wall of defense. I cannot bear this weight of stupidity radiating out from the immature idiots surrounding me. I cannot exist in such an environment. I need to go I need to go I need to go I am tired I am weary I am DONE. Shut up. Stop Just Stop. I cannot eat. I cannot function. They are a detriment to my very existence. What chaos leaving Chaos has erupted in my present day. You are so childish, so rank, so foolish. Grow up. Grow up and leave me. I need to go I need to go I need to go Escape. Escape. I need to be alone. There is a groaning in my bones that cannot be quiet. Quiet QUiet QUIet QUIEt QUIET I need quiet.

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Sep 2, 2014

Sep 2, 2014 at 5:31 PM UTC

revenant

I need quiet

I want to bury myself in books; to not be here. There is a gnawing at my heart that will. not. stop. There is a pain in my soul; a weight upon my chest; an edge to my voice-- a falter in my wall of defense. I cannot bear this weight of stupidity radiating out from the immature idiots surrounding me. I cannot exist in such an environment. I need to go I need to go I need to go I am tired I am weary I am DONE. Shut up. Stop Just Stop. I cannot eat. I cannot function. They are a detriment to my very existence. What chaos leaving Chaos has erupted in my present day. You are so childish, so rank, so foolish. Grow up. Grow up and leave me. I need to go I need to go I need to go Escape. Escape. I need to be alone. There is a groaning in my bones that cannot be quiet. Quiet QUiet QUIet QUIEt QUIET I need quiet.

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