of cakes and of healing hearts

The chocolaty, sugary taste that bursts in your mouth as your lips and tongue lavish the richness of the tastes that emancipate the soul of memories that have rested deep within the recesses of the heart and the mind which now lingers in the present consciouness as the saccharine tastes overpower the sanity of the present senses.


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It has now come to this point, to this very moment, that rampaging thoughts drown the calmness and stability of the presently existing sense of tranquility and steadiness.

I long for this palate to be junked, erased, eradicated.

Return to innocence*, to the point of division, to the forkroad.

Welcome a new beginning to this that never really knew any ending.