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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Due to popular belief. I believe that certain things are due to happen naturally. Like all other things it's bound to grow. This thing, love. We are due to become obese to this organic, homegrown feeling. The initial look that begins as taste. Naturally we are starved. Aroused by the scent that lures us close. This thing, love. One thing we must learn is self control. To not over indulge in the primary reason it exists. To selfishly take because it's there. This thing, love. Effort exudes as it becomes habit. Being placed at a table readily available for what portion comes next. This need becomes confused with want. To please others before our need in unselfish manner. A straight forward response to habit. The rising availability of also being taken for granted. The insurmountable outline that defines lust. Our intake becomes higher attempting to justify the difference. Thus we become lazy. Reacting in ways we normally wouldn't. This thing, love. This scent acts as incentive, instantly attracted by which we over indulge. Searching for this thing, love. It's a reasonable thing. Knowing when to reach. When to pull. When to give and sacrifice. Almost always all of these happen, learning self control, vocalizing when we've had our fill. Else we will continue to eat until there is nothing left. Grown obese. This thing, love
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