serve coldA Poem by the dudea simple recipe for the unrequited lover
How to serve a broken heart:
For this recipe you will need to acquire, one human heart, pound it out flat, blood, eight pints to ten, and boil over fire. Four months of tears should provide for the salt; add the better part of a soul, a few good intentions, and pinch of "it's all your fault." Now add your hopes, and add your dreams, grind up with a little warmth and smiles, and sprinkle it all with a dash of defeat. Disrespect, Shake and Repeat. Next, mangle, beat, and crush with your feet. Tear open your chest, rape it all up inside, right under your breast. Heat at "Hell" for as long as it takes. Baste with fear and loneliness for the time that it bakes. You won't know when its done; it doesn't come with a timer. Just be patient and let torture unfold. When all of your faith in the world has receded, and your bright eyes go dead and defeated, when your childish view of the world grows old, your dish will be ready. Best if served cold. © 2014 the dudeAuthor's Note
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Added on January 11, 2014 Last Updated on January 11, 2014 Tags: love, loss, darkness, despair, lostandalone Authorthe dudedoesn't Matter, NVAboutSo here are some thoughts, some rants, some loves and hates. No need to be gentle, or honest, or stay inside of any lines. You cannot offend me. I welcome the opportunity to be the anonymous vessel.. more..Writing
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