orgami's Diaryland Diary

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articulation

I am hungry for you lust
empty as a carrions jaw
come comb my unkempt mane
of all last meals touched

I am famished for you Love
fatten my ribs that ring
the heat
give stout walls for the
echoes of my own doubts

forever I shall want
for all that is away
and the only feel
I know
is pain.......

6:59 p.m. - 2010-11-19

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