582. Poem by Jaden Knight

582.



Preheat the oven of our love
with the spark of excitement
let the fires burn hot with passion
ready to cook the mixture

Add the eggs of your lack of confidence
to the sifted flour of the embarrassment you often caused
mix in well the butter of your culinary ineptitude
and the milk of your inability to clean

Combine the cream of your lies
with the sugar of your backstabbing
pour both mixtures in to the cake tin of your infidelity
bake well in the oven for five years
before placing it on a rack to cool

Unfortunately it was over done
and almost ruined the person I was
the toxins still run through my veins
creating the poison that was our relationship

Saturday, August 5, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: hate
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 16 September 2017

maybe for a title: Over Done!

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