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Ive been alone since my mom met Scott.
He sucked the nectar from her heart
like a famished butterfly. No nurture
no nourishment left for Kristina.
A vacation is a poor substitute
for love.
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Starving for a high a place to hang out inside my own head. Starving for touch. Pain even. A way to feel. I need to feel.
- Ellen Hopkins