She’s a heart breaker,
that meatloaf.
A reminder of a life so far over the horizon.
A reminder that haunts like a sad movie,
and a list,
catsup,
celery,
onions,
brown sugar,
eggs,
salt,
ground beef.
She’s a heart breaker,
that meatloaf.
A reminder of a life so far over the horizon.
A reminder that haunts like a sad movie,
and a list,
catsup,
celery,
onions,
brown sugar,
eggs,
salt,
ground beef.
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