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I eat, at the altar, with a hunger stronger than I remember, I eat, from soup to nuts, pig bones and guts are grinded to dust, I eat, a pound of flesh, char up my lungs to catch my breath, I eat, lamb and wolf, sheer them up I'll wear them both, I eat, golden eggs and apples, the first fool to fry the samples, I eat, hot tomales like bread and butter, the spiciness should make me better, I eat, the blacker berries, the blue berries and dark ripe wild cherries, I eat, the crackers and wine, out of the palms of your hands, I eat, with my family and friends, and I hope to eat with you again,
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Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 9:11 PM UTC
Hunger
I eat, at the altar, with a hunger stronger than I remember, I eat, from soup to nuts, pig bones and guts are grinded to dust, I eat, a pound of flesh, char up my lungs to catch my breath, I eat, lamb and wolf, sheer them up I'll wear them both, I eat, golden eggs and apples, the first fool to fry the samples, I eat, hot tomales like bread and butter, the spiciness should make me better, I eat, the blacker berries, the blue berries and dark ripe wild cherries, I eat, the crackers and wine, out of the palms of your hands, I eat, with my family and friends, and I hope to eat with you again,
Way too many metaphors, feed me, I'm hungry
shawnkd
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Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 9:11 PM UTC
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