A plate of love
Recently, I have felt awfully starved.
I look around to see everyone filled
to the brim with love.
The aroma of romance makes me want
to lose my mind.
I'm happy my friends are well fed.
They deserve it.
Served on a silver plate,
a plentiful diet.
One that will keep them full forever.
But me on the other hand?
My teeth have gone soft,
and my tongue has gone dry.
My plate is empty,
and so is my stomach.
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