The apple ages from new to old,
When the light core turns sour
I can finally consume the lies I sold
The beautiful moldy skin contorts my face to a grin
I know its gift of euphoria.
could euthanize me if i abuse or overuse the sweet juice that makes me puke
It the temptation of vivid dreams,
If i give in i can be free
No matter the cost
i would eat anything after it rots.
Mar 7
Mar 7, 2026 at 1:03 AM UTC
The apple ages from new to old,
When the light core turns sour
I can finally consume the lies I sold
The beautiful moldy skin contorts my face to a grin
I know its gift of euphoria.
could euthanize me if i abuse or overuse the sweet juice that makes me puke
It the temptation of vivid dreams,
If i give in i can be free
No matter the cost
i would eat anything after it rots.
I am a liar,
I refuse to be honest with anyone
