“Hear my words for their works / Cause I aint just tryin’ta get in your clothes /…Okay, I'm lying / Damn you fine / & uhmmmmm….” – The-Dream
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Thus, it should be Time for Dinner when she comes to me, Face upon Face, unknotting my Tie.
But my Mouth in that Moment seemed unusually Sad.
Because I was still seething a thinking about you Eating.
Because of the utter ruination I felt at the end of your Eating.
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Thus, to Bullout this Reflection in my Gulling
Bringing a Body, to its Conclusion through an Insatiable Hunger
Because Hunger too, is unquenchable of Hunger.
This is the Key to my most fundamental Meaning.
Which sounds to me awholeshitload like Eating.
