Poetry: Starving for attention - by KawikaChann

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by KawikaChann

Created on: April 16, 2009

I do not walk, I display. I am a flash of colors, exuberance, climatic disarray. I demand all eyes, all senses and thought, I will release you when I please, when my appetite is appeased. I am full to myself, perfect in my understanding of everything me. Nothing stands before me, emptiness behind me, a whole in my soul. I am hole.

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Poetry: Starving for attention

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by T.C Leonard

"This May Not Be Anthologized, But..."
I guess these silly rhymes of mine
Are the art of my invention
Do I write them for posterity?
Nah,
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by Cj Mitchell

Mommy
I used to beg you for a hug
but you didn't have the time,
You'd shoo at me to go away
like it was such a crime.
So I would
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by Alison Bowler

They notice me now

They see how thin I am.

My hair brittle.

My nails splitting.

Now they know I am alive.

They didn't used
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by Jon Coe

This pit in my stomach, will not subside
hankering for something, to feed this pride
A plate of you, or a big bowl of my invention
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by Olivia Kay

People pass by as if I'm invisible,
Not a kind word, not even a glance in my direction,
Racing by, too busy to notice, too

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