Gnawing like a savage that has been too long without food
Wanting is all consuming
Reaching with fingers just hairs away from touching
Longing is every thought
Grasping at air as missed again
Burning is only felt
Denied at every opportunity
Only a taste would never quell
Desired but instead ignored
Breaking point reached with nothing achieved

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