My own pony

Oh my dear boy, you were always there for me with this passionate 
thirst to give me everything. but i never fell for you. dedicated to 
where my feet  wanted you to walk, you walked. just like a little 
pony! then i got tired and climbed on you. and we played father 
and daughter. ''i wanna see the sea'' i told and you walked me 
there and then ''i wanna eat your meat'' i told you and you cooked
 me your own body. and then ''i just want to stay here for a while 
and get some rest''. there was nothing for you to do, so i killed you. 
pretty simple isn't  it?

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