My skin is drying,
My bone surfacing,
My weight vanishing,
I am starving.
Give me food and I'll eat it like a hungry dog,
Give me water and I'll drink it like a dry sponge.
Isolated from the group of ignorant woods,
I'm dying from the inside,
Alone.
Written by: Cristwever Wong
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