POEM.
Love is being lost at sea with no music to dance to.
Hunger is the deadbeats we sweep of the streets in
the evening.
Life is that one person who will be your forever
even on your sad mornings.
Who will wipe away your Monday tears and tell you
it’s ok.
Love is the one who has your back when the rest of
your pack left.
Hunger is the boat we are on that is sinking.
Life is like the lemon tree that grows sour and sweet.
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