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I still have more to give                    cried the rotting leftovers in the back of the fridge Desperate to be used ripped snagged just take me off this crusting tomb I    want               to                      feel what it is like to be            reheated just zap me    :45 ill be tender     ill be good                                enough to eat alive and the last streams of red can trickle onto your paper towel                                                  all the mess                                                  ****** away                                               by the quicker picker upper slip slip slipping on this plastic plate    because you dropped all your fine china                       you broke all the glass                              you cracked all your chances for divine dinning I can watch your eyes roll around from the inside of my lightening storm a game of Yahtzee- snake eyes 4 times in a row scanning everything                                                       forgetting everything are you feeling lucky? :10 almost almost        almost drip drip dripping            is the drool from your mouth you forgot how good I can be use the knife and cut away the bad parts and ill be the prettiest picture                you've ever seen i'll taste just like I look------ a piece of rotting meat with the corners cut off and the juices all dried with a warm reminder of hot all dumped onto a plastic plate. delicious
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Feb 24, 2012
Feb 24, 2012 at 12:57 AM UTC
dinner
I still have more to give                    cried the rotting leftovers in the back of the fridge Desperate to be used ripped snagged just take me off this crusting tomb I    want               to                      feel what it is like to be            reheated just zap me    :45 ill be tender     ill be good                                enough to eat alive and the last streams of red can trickle onto your paper towel                                                  all the mess                                                  ****** away                                               by the quicker picker upper slip slip slipping on this plastic plate    because you dropped all your fine china                       you broke all the glass                              you cracked all your chances for divine dinning I can watch your eyes roll around from the inside of my lightening storm a game of Yahtzee- snake eyes 4 times in a row scanning everything                                                       forgetting everything are you feeling lucky? :10 almost almost        almost drip drip dripping            is the drool from your mouth you forgot how good I can be use the knife and cut away the bad parts and ill be the prettiest picture                you've ever seen i'll taste just like I look------ a piece of rotting meat with the corners cut off and the juices all dried with a warm reminder of hot all dumped onto a plastic plate. delicious
megan-hundley
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25/F/American
Feb 24, 2012
Feb 24, 2012 at 12:57 AM UTC
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