I stay hungry where passion leaves me.
Every time I go through it, I come back different.
When I get to the edge, the numbness sets in.
The headaches. The cage around my head.
Then the cravings kick in.
I eat whatever I see.
No matter how hard I try, how much I show,
I cave in.
The mind plays, and I stand at its order.
What would it do to me if there were nothing?
Nothing to consume.
Nothing to chase.
Nothing to fill.
If hunger is all I am,
what happens when there is nothing left to eat?
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