Emotion Dough

Emotions always rise

Left Supper

If we walk away when everything is prepared, we better not be mad if it’s cold when we return.

I’m tired of hyping this elegant banquet, so we’ll dig in or waste it.

And if we are meant to eat elsewhere, perhaps fixing our tastebuds on specific tastes isn’t wise.

Let these gorgeous candles watch and tell time, but your hourglass adds sand daily.

I’ll hope we’ll show up but I’m feeling counting on us could be sad bust I’m scared.

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