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My Love for Food

When I go to buy you, I know that soon we will be together

I might get weird looks when I talk to you in front of others

No one can judge us, I won't let them

They just use you, where I worship you

Some might say its an obsession

I agree with them

I run back to the car, protecting you from the dangers of the outside world

I get you home and lock the doors, headed straight for the kitchen

I set all of my babies on the counter, looking at the jems glistening in the bags

I gingerly take you of of your wrappings, becoming in full contact with you

So many ideas run through my mind

Then sadness kicks in, what will happen when your gone?

My sorrow stops me in my tracks, all plans for the future make me sad at myself

Im taking away your life for mine

That being said, I better make you as delicious as possible!





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