Not the One

You tried to eat me,

but I did not taste good enough for you,

you spit me out after you murdered me

and soaked me in vinegar,

 

I was not the one for you,

I was a failed recipe,

 

 and so you fed me to your dogs,

they ripped apart what was left

and no evidence left to suspect,

forever I was gone.

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