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Sep 2012
You're like a candy bar
That I shouldn't eat
Amazing taste
But bad for my teeth
Each time I swear is the last
"this night is the last night"
But like that candy bar staring at me
I take another bite
The cycle goes 'round again
And I trip and I fall
It's like running around with my glasses off
Not safe to do at all
You're like that one last shot
That I know I shouldn't do
And the second I take it
It leads me back to you
Trying to communicate with you
Is like trying to drive a car with no gas
You're empty empty empty
But I just remain seated, drunk, and laugh
Staying away and not staying away seem equally painful
Oh, didn't you know?
You're great for my body
But bad for my soul.
Kristyn Coral Botic
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