Instincts
Mon, 3 Aug 2009 at 11:58pm
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Hunger.
It's nothing to be messed with.
Makes me wish I was one of those over will powered anorexics.
They starve,
but they do it for purpose,
they do it for choice,
not by force.
One taste,
One calorie,
One scent of nutrition,
"I will not hog it."
"I will share I promise."
"Just let me see it."
"Please?"
So weak I can hardly fight.
Used to be second nature to me.
Now all I care about is food.
Selflessness is almost impossible for me now.
All those people I helped.
Will none help me back?
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