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Cake Of Friendship
Purple,yellow.
The color of the cake layers.
As you pour chocolate on it.
And you try not to drop it.
Sweet scent fills your sense,you can't stop it.
Now,you put royal icing on the cake.
The creation of a colorful cake happens.
As you decide its fate.
What colors should you use?
For what occasion and use?
You add color to the icing,colors form.
Sweet scent,feels like home.
Like you are sitting on your own throne.
Eating cake,you are no longer alone.
Giving your friends a slice.
Before that,you put cherries on the cake.
You signed it,and put it on a golden plate.
The flavours decide your upcoming fate.
Despite all the sugar you ate.
Sweet flavour,that you can't hate.
The best cake you ever ate.
Added sugar,homemade.
Made with love.
Sugar and spices touch your heart.
Around you,the sky goes dark.
As you peek out the window,celebration ends.
And you finally make amends.
This cake may be sugary,I can't deny.
But it brought us all together.
feeling at home,we shall remember this flavour forever.
Eating cake,celebrating together.
During this dark afternoon.
And we all come together to look at the moon.
Admiring its glow,while cake brought us together.
And we can do it all over again sometime,whenever.
Even if I don't have the ingredients put together.
I shall try to replicate the recipe,however.
And maybe even,make it better.
As we all enjoy a piece of cake.
Getting a slice of our fate.
Writing down today's date.
To remember the day I found my fate.
The color of the cake layers.
As you pour chocolate on it.
And you try not to drop it.
Sweet scent fills your sense,you can't stop it.
Now,you put royal icing on the cake.
The creation of a colorful cake happens.
As you decide its fate.
What colors should you use?
For what occasion and use?
You add color to the icing,colors form.
Sweet scent,feels like home.
Like you are sitting on your own throne.
Eating cake,you are no longer alone.
Giving your friends a slice.
Before that,you put cherries on the cake.
You signed it,and put it on a golden plate.
The flavours decide your upcoming fate.
Despite all the sugar you ate.
Sweet flavour,that you can't hate.
The best cake you ever ate.
Added sugar,homemade.
Made with love.
Sugar and spices touch your heart.
Around you,the sky goes dark.
As you peek out the window,celebration ends.
And you finally make amends.
This cake may be sugary,I can't deny.
But it brought us all together.
feeling at home,we shall remember this flavour forever.
Eating cake,celebrating together.
During this dark afternoon.
And we all come together to look at the moon.
Admiring its glow,while cake brought us together.
And we can do it all over again sometime,whenever.
Even if I don't have the ingredients put together.
I shall try to replicate the recipe,however.
And maybe even,make it better.
As we all enjoy a piece of cake.
Getting a slice of our fate.
Writing down today's date.
To remember the day I found my fate.
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