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cake batter

when their words have a more delicate taste,

topped with a fluffy coating of frosting,

words that could spread more meaning and worth,

whilst every lost soul is tasting,

you realize, you have none.

when your words have a more tedious taste,

not topped with anything sweet and of value,

there's nothing to spread with any meaning or worth,

whilst every soul chooses something else off the menu.

because all you have, is cake batter.