I Swim, Till Very Hungry.
I was used to like to go to swim till very hungry.
At least 30 laps
To dissolve the fluid to the brim of my blinks into water
A friend counts it 60 laps, who went swimming with me once
I was very hungry
I felt alive with feeing very hungry
I strict myself eat healthy and keep the shape strictly when I was awake
If I had been awake.
Then I would cross the forest field to entry the bigger super mark opening till late
I bought a bag of 5 donuts from reduced price area; they were going to expire soon.
I got a bag of over-sugary donuts
They
very unhealthy
I shared some with the homeless people always sitting outside the supermarket
Then I could have less guilty with taking less sugar.
The donuts weren’t expire
The homeless people weren’t expire
My pain was expired,
They happy
I happy.
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Now my wrist is broken,
I cannot go swimming till very hungry.
I don’t feel hungry.
I don’t feel alive.
I went to the bookshop
I finished reading a book of poetry at the bookshop
Then I want to write badly
I feel hungry again
I went to supermarket
I got some food from reduced price area
I walked back home through the city
I don’t smile.
I want to share my sweets
but I don’t know how to share anymore
My pain still living .