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by Steph Jan 26, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
He clutches his stomach And feels the pain He knows he's really sick But there's nothing to be done His stomach grumbles How long since there's been food While walking he stumbles From pure weakness He can barely walk Without thinking of food How is he supposed to talk To get food for himself His younger sister Already dead from hunger As great as a twister The pain and agony she felt Rich kids with lots of food Always say "I'm starving!" With an awful mood But there's real kids here Starving not a scrap in sightPlease vote and comment- will return the favor thanks :)
by Cuddles
This is too sad for words, but oh so wonderfully written