Flat Stanley

Flat Stanley

That’s who I wish to be

The hurt and pain I feel in my stomach

It’s a hurt I must endure

The hunger and the thirst is something I must ignore

Day by Day I fade away

Hoping I will be no more

Until there is nothing to see

Nothing to be

And that’s just it’s nothing I will eat

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