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I am borderline

I am a bottomless pit of needing,
A whirling torrent of over feeling,
The hellish hunger that goes unfed,
Pain and anger that never ebbs.
I am a vampire for your affection,
A martyr made from past rejection.

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Please use care (this is a sensitive subject for me, do not critique harshly)
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What did you think of my title?
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I don't think this poem is finished but I wrote it the other day after one of my meltdowns
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Not Explicit Content


I would consider this poem finished, there doesn't seem to be anymore to say. I like the use of the sound-alike [fed] and [ebb].
I get the meaning behind the title and unless it becomes a mode of life; I wouldn't be concerned about it. Be kind to yourself
and give yourself the same affection that you are asking from others. ~ Geez.

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