I love pizza
It's so fucking delicious
It's soft crust
Sweet sauce
And gooey mozzarella cheese
A masterpiece of a pizza lays in front of me
So innocent
So desirable
So intriguing
As I see it's beauty shimmer in the blue moonlight of my room
I cut myself a slice
It was delicious
I was in love with pizza
I had some at least once a week
Without it I was insane
I tried a variety of flavors
A variety of tools
I once even cut a slice with a fork
Good times
The less and less I order pizza
The more I crave it
Long for it
Need it
...
What?
I fucking like pizza
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A Spark Of Hope
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