Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Orphan

"Craving for meat, stretched out before me...like an orphan miraculously found herself, at a welcomed table of food. Looking. Waiting. Eyes across the table...waiting to be told...there's been some mistake. I know it's not real, but it's here...and I can almost taste it...scared however when I reach, it will be made apparent, that my presence here, is nothing short of their cruel joke."

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