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"The Kitchen"

Everyday I come here
when hunger strickes me
I eat rice in dinner and lunch
I open up the white and cold refrigerator
to get a drink of water
to freshen-up my throat
And when the place starts
to empty itself,
we fill it up by going shopping
This room will NEVER-EVER be
empty
For we are still here
who fills it up

And everyday, it cures you
when hunger strikes you





by "The HUNGER"

Author notes

I'm hungry... My stomach is always freaking groaning or grumble or watever. It talks in class. And everyone laughs at me. Anyways, I'm happy that i'm trying to get what they say Eating Disorder. LOl...

Do you feel hungry?

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Comments

  • Livin.4.God
    December 6, 2008

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    This write has a refreshed feel to it. I like it. Succint.

    A few suggestions:
    "NEVER-EVER" I would just say "never-ever" or even just "never ever" of course that is up to you.

    "stricks" & "striks", do you mean "strikes"?

    Anyways, good!

    Hope.