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poem by desu

Submitted under Literature

I must eat the delicious cake, which I’ve been told is a lie,
Sitting there with GLaDOS, wishing for me to die.
The cake seems to grow more distant with every level I conquer,
And she doesn’t even know who I am, she might as well call me Jonker.

I must eat the delicious cake, of this I have been told
The walls speak of it, but it seems it’s a mythical pot of gold.
Eating in a room with GLaDOS, maybe we could be friends,
As we eat the cake we could make amends.

I must eat the delicious cake, without it I am sad,
It’s like the best friend that I never had.
But in the end, I won’t get to eat,
All because that computer is full of deceit.

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this is my poem
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