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Restless, desperate and single minded.
I wait for you, but you have other plans.
I look for you, but you’re not around.
I’m so hungry, but you don’t seem to have much of an appetite.
So much longing and such great indifference, a match made to push me over the edge.
Perhaps I will try playing with knives to pass the time. Or banging my head against the wall to distract me from this inner aching.
I don’t care about anything else.
I will watch the clock until you give in, or I give out.
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