- after devouring several potential mates -
that I am not, though anticipated, a fool of love
I simply have a hungry heart
I cannot satisfy my hungry heart
I'll die with a hungry, hungry heart.
Location:In the art of subconscious illusion
Short, straight-to-the-core poems with a sincere message and a restless theme of pondering. These poems are thoughts with a rhyme-scheme and therefore never a like, but always in some way concluding something. Well read!
Location:In the art of subconscious illusion
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