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Last Supper
I have died a thousand deaths
taken my last breaths
slowly over time
a poisoning of the mind
you would think this was a crime
but I smiled as I died
as love has ever been my guide
bite by awful bite
this my unpalatable plight
for your cooking is such a fright
as you serve supper with love in your eyes
taken my last breaths
slowly over time
a poisoning of the mind
you would think this was a crime
but I smiled as I died
as love has ever been my guide
bite by awful bite
this my unpalatable plight
for your cooking is such a fright
as you serve supper with love in your eyes
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