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Dinner

Friends, synonymous with companions

Family with love,

Lovers just know,

this table won't move,

this salt keeps pouring.

I can't stop it.

They won't stop it.

Keep eating,

go faster!

before I burst,

before you say something you don't mean,

before I say something I do mean.

The answers to the questions you won't ask,

they need out.

They aren't bad.

I'm not bad.

The salt needs to stop pouring!

Someone move this table,

someone chop this ******* table apart!

I need to go through it because going through things is how you come out different.

A professor once told me that.

You won't ask the questions I want to answer, so I need to go through this table.

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miri-kane
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Dec 29, 2011
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