You watched Me feast. You knelt there, drooling, denied, desperate—because this day, this pleasure, this sweetness belongs to Me. You don’t get a bite. You don’t even get to beg.
No Cake For You
You watched Me feast. You knelt there, drooling, denied, desperate—because this day, this pleasure, this sweetness belongs to Me. You don’t get a bite. You don’t even get to beg.
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