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when i think of winteri think of your chillcold and ever presentwith us through our years togetherwith you and your human paletteit’s the flesh that your feeding mewell i found the coats, the magazinesand your recipesi found the bones, i found the teeth underneath our wooden floori had to leave, i had to leave, before he came after meand when he did, i lunged the knife, and returned it bloodybloody, bloodyit’s the flesh that your feeding mewell i held his sleeves, as he looked at me,on his knees stabbed and bloody.and with the knife, i learned how to clean the meat off of the body.they'll know i did it, i got to get rid of the evidenceLetras de cancionesso i got out his human recipeand followed it perfectfleshfirst boil the bones in water to create a brothsimmer, & simmer themtill all the meat falls offchop up the onions and garlic, and the celerylots of potatoes, tomatoes, and lima beansthen grill the human meat intosome vegetable oil add the onions and celery, and saute it for a whilethen add the meat broth and bring it to a boil,let it simmer for two and a half hours, and add the following:two carrots, and one cup apple juice,two flour and cold water tablespoonstoo many years did you kill to feedtoo many and now it’s readyi grinded his bonesso i could throw them into the flower bed how little did i know then about the human flesh addictionthey'll know. From Letras Mania