On Jun 25, 2014 407 PM, Victoria Richardson wrote Pride Noun A feeling of deep pleasure derived from ones own achievements, qualities or possessions And from that definition you can clearly tell that it is not a food drink or dessert and it doesnt belong traveling anyway in my digestive track I believe that is correct See, I was always one to keep my head held high Couldnt land on the clouds cause my already in the sky And so it remained till teenage curses and high school potions got a hold of me And HE got a hold of me Thats when the battle took over me He said he loved everything about me and I loved every lie Because when he said everything he forgot to mention my pride So second period biology was the last time I held my head high Head over heals. NO head over head. I became victim to every word that you said Took a serving of my pride With nothing on the side Ingested it whole.. Bitter and Brutal But I didnt mind it cause no one could love me the way you do My teeth and my tongue partners in the battle Fighting armed with saliva and other special chemicals Secret bases where glands work hard to produce saliva Drenched in sweat because more Pride meant more ammo And my pride was never hollow Partical digestion and an uprising battle A down sprawling me but a more chance in we The battle I could feel but us was all I could see So I swallowed my Pride for means of new energy Cause I was so in love So love struck Down narrow tubes and I love yous I swallowed me With a new enemy in sight Pride Vs Peristalsis The Battle Of The Esophagus Muscular contractions Pride into absence And at this point I lost all authority I lost my majority Now my pride is in my stomach and I cant stomach it But I got you now. I got you! So i dont care about the gastric acids and enzymes attacking I dont care about the protein being sucked out my pride I dont care about the casualties that occur inside of me I do not care that hydrochloric acids secret my pride eating it alive Because our eternity took up the absence of what I was lacking I was full off one meal with no in between snacking My Pride was my soldier And for a moment I thought the war was over But even though by now my Pride worked much slower He declared war was not over! Thats my little solider! So a new battle arose Pride Vs Small Intestine Pride Vs Protease to finish of the protein Pride Vs Lipase devouring every last oil every last fat Pride Vs Maltose Vs Sucrase Eating up every form of sugar A Pride that was almost dead stood up for every last bit of confidence every moment of cockiness My Pride was so hard to digest but from it I got the best energy Converted into the best memories The best of the little forevers stored in you and me Hence the word little Because we lived off that energy for just a little, just a little and I would give just a little more for just a little more just a littles And now im mad at my liver because he was supposed to remove all the harmful substance He was suppose to prevent this from happening He was suppose to protect me My Pride was my solider and I was almost sure the war was over but my Pride fully wombed and completely weak, still persisted to a battle he was defiant he could not beat Now my head sits at my knees With no more I love yous and I pride that used to be Lost memories that reside in feces The last battle stands in the large intestine No! The last battle is fought in the rectum No! The last battle stands in me And I stand with a missing Pride And eyes that cant wait to cry. Pride A soluble substance that can be broken down and digested. Pride!
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