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The Gut Pleads

The perfume reeks throughout the house

My arteries congeal as my mouth waters

Violently, my will wavers coinciding with the flutter of my heart

My heart says no, the mind maybe, the gut PLEADS



Breakfast is a lie
I will distance my die
Though teary are my eyes

the gut pleads the heart needsthe gut pleadsthebrainfleesthegutpleadsthegutpleadsthegutpleads...

Salad the gut receives!





...hopefully
Written by Dr_MANCHILD
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Author's Note
The scent of salty seasoned saturation...
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