My stomach feels as empty as my heart
and as much as you refuse to love
I refuse to feed
The burn in my body
will be equal throughout
If my heart can have nothing
my stomach will have less
So that when my soul is too tired
my body will match
And when I run out of feeling
I’ll have run out of fat
Copyright 2005 Kristin Hubbard
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