Powder Cake Poem by Amy Kerswell
Powder Cake
Im a powder cake
About to crumble
About to go to crums
About to blow
Im like a resembelence
Of a powder cake
Weak and feeble
Im like ice
Waiting to melt
My feelings frozen.
Im a powder cake
aiting to explode
Im lonely and trapped
Depression rules my life.
This is so fragile and so sad, and yet the poem has an individual style and content Love Duncan X
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5/4/2024 11:49:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like this one. Nice use of imagery