An emotional toothache; an ever present, ever tender, hightened sensitivity that brings a unique hurt to the roots of being, roots desperately needed to feed self esteem. A gnawing , growling, cursing hunger that lingers unfed whilst other mundane obligations are begrudgingly met. A sulking jealousy that lingers near the doorframes of success, a peripheral reminder of that which is most longed for and not yet achieved. A childish will that strains against the confines of being denied, bitterness sown with each instance of depravation. A tenuous step towards better pastures. A silent hope that dares to quietly perservere.
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