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The Hunger Game

The hunger is suffocating
The craving is stifling
It's addiction is never ending
I cannot continue
It's been so long
Since I've had my fix


The yearning is always there
I feel so empty
I miss it so badly
I've no idea when I get my next shot
The feel of it
Running through my blood stream


Not just through my blood stream
Encircling it, squeesing it
It circles my skin
Wraps me so right
In its unforgiving grip
Tendrils snaking around me


I can feel it so clearly
I'm caught up in its web
I am the fly
The ropes are my prison
And Mistress is licking her lips
I can only wait for my next fix
Written by Whyme
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Author's Note
Cravings so xddp
Wanting, needing
Getting that fix
Going high
Flying free
While bound so tight
Loving every minute of it
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