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Water Over Food
They say water is cold, tasteless
They rather have food, flavor
It could be spicy, mild, comforting, or sugar filled
As long as there's flavor, one is bound to favorite the taste
Everybody is trying to find their flavor in this love race
As a Homosapien who lives life hovering in the sky, watching others blend in on the city's small turf
I rather the tasteless, the forgotten
Although, what one rathers may not be what they always pursue
Delusions of the mind play tricks, causing a hunger for flavor
Perfect images cause your brain to turn into jello, making you hooked on the non-existent
My body can't move and my throat feels like sand
My whole earthly system needs water, I, need water
This fatal attraction to food has me dehydrated
I need water, I NEED my water
Playing with these sweet fillies grows tiresome
Spicy stallions grow too hot
The mild and comforting seem too bland
My body is begging for the cold and tasteless once again
As you move throughout my body, helping me breathe out the toxins I've let in
I'm speechless, for the realization of our love finally hits me
Don't know why I left something simple as you my love
You're cold, tasteless, forgotten
Picking up the unwanted is what I shall do
You're my cold, tasteless water
No need to worry my dear, I don't want those fooling flavors
I choose water over food, my love.
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