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Not A Piece Of Cake

My heart is not a piece of cake being served on a platter and to be eaten when hungry and left to rot when not.

My heart is not a piece of cake to be customised according to your moods and obsessions.

My heart is not a piece of cake layered with vanilla frosting with a cherry on top.

My heart is not a piece of cake with candles melting on it like bruises of jealousy.

My heart is not a piece of cake. It’s a recipe of aches run in the family from ages.

 
 
 

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