You were a starving man,
and I was a banquet.
You came and devoured
That which was not yours.
Now not even vultures want a taste.
Mar 5, 2024
Mar 5, 2024 at 11:56 AM UTC
You were a starving man,
and I was a banquet.
You came and devoured
That which was not yours.
Now not even vultures want a taste.
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