There is cake.
The cake is here
on a plate
right in front of me.
I do not need the cake.
I want the cake.
I want it bad.
I really really really want this cake.
I could reach out
devour it in 10 seconds flat
10 seconds of caramel filled
spongy ecstasy
Then I'll feel bad.
I don't think I'll have the cake.
Aug 18, 2012
Aug 18, 2012 at 4:35 PM UTC
There is cake.
The cake is here
on a plate
right in front of me.
I do not need the cake.
I want the cake.
I want it bad.
I really really really want this cake.
I could reach out
devour it in 10 seconds flat
10 seconds of caramel filled
spongy ecstasy
Then I'll feel bad.
I don't think I'll have the cake.
I really ******* want this cake.
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