Another day goes by and im still hungry for more
Im taking scraps off the grill to remind myself how its okay
Sometimes I just put myself first and the rest for last
Heat sauce smother upon tender steak bites off the grill
Its all okay if I can still produce such a heartwarming meal
Think im going crazy with flavor or loving my touch
Happiest when I eat too much
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Author:
bones (Pseudonym) (
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Gluttony another of my favorite sins ninety percent of the United States is guilty. A fun read my friend
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