I don’t have no hunger,
I don’t have no thirst,
I don’t have no dream,
I just feel cursed.

Reflection encounters,
No mirrors tell all,
Fringed is the shirt I wear,
Stained is my wall.

Aware are my eyes,
Deepened in brown
They scream what my heart tells,
Silence are its’ spell.

Let me find my hunger,
Let me find my thirst,
Let me find the dream I know,
That will capture my curse.

 
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