If my poetry were cupcakes
They'd be vanilla dyed black
They would be all the things I love
Mixed with the darkness of my past
There'd be a bit of raspberry
For when I've felt most alive
And just a hint of peppermint
For the element of surprise
The frosting would be white and fluffy
With swirls of bright blue
Because the beauty of the world
Almost always shines through
There'd be a hint of almond there
To represent my selfish love
And on top there'd be a blackberry
For the one I'm always thinking of
The paper would be white
With dark blue cursive words
And everyone that took a bite
Would feel what they deserved
They would bring joy to those I love
Understanding to those that hate
And it would be my greatest hope
That all of them would be ate
About the Creator
Sara Splendore
-Fairytales, fiction, poetry… I have been telling stories since before I knew how to write them on paper.
-Just a fairy, pursuing her dreams until the end.
-I hope you love reading my stories as much as I enjoy writing them!
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