Thursday, September 7, 2006
The pounds go on, the pounds go off
The pounds go on again.
The greatest cause of overweight's
Unhappiness, my friend.
The hole inside our hungry heart
Seems to have depths unknown.
We hunger in our darkest hours
When we feel most alone.
We crave the things we shouldn't eat.
It's hard to rise above
Our hunger, when we really crave
Attention, warmth and love.
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