you can't dine on hunger.
it wouldn't stop playing and replaying itself in my mind. i sang it. i stated it. i wailed it. then, i whisperer it, and sunk into the cold vinyl of the hospital chair. i was broken and again so was she. it felt like this time we would fall apart.
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Your writing fascinates me. So simple and yet suggestive.
There was a show once called "Lie Detector". During one installment, a man passed with flying colors, answering all the questions proving that he indeed did not eat food to live - but was able to survive on all the nutrients in the air around him.
However, someone caught him eating a bucket of KFC and he had to answer for it. This too, he did successfully - when he was able to validate it by insisting he missed the sensation.
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