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[tikibear]

The Pitfalls of Uneating

We starve ourselves everyday.
Life's a stage after all,
with peering eyes
and shrieking echoes.

We take as little in;
uneating food for thought.
The splatters swirl,
merged into a disenchanting scream.

We lay here sprawled
malnourished, untouched.
The world spews poison,
a poison that rots our hearts.

We suffer in silence,
accepting the depravity;
blinding, binding,
lost in the belltower's shroud.

We starve ourselves everyday
and we don't know why.
The cityscape cedes,
existing in the pitfall of our hunger.