Jun 2019
Betrayal, like burnt caramel, lies bitter on the tongue,
Sticks stubbornly to the *** in which it was brewed;
Charred fragments of evaporated sweetness,
Tear softly at kisses I should know better than to encourage;
My mouth gritty with the sediment of discarded loyalty.
Sticks stubbornly to the *** in which it was brewed;
Charred fragments of evaporated sweetness,
Tear softly at kisses I should know better than to encourage;
My mouth gritty with the sediment of discarded loyalty.
'I feel like a traitor, a phoney, a fake. But I am a hypocrite with the best intentions, and I need kissing desperately.'
- Coco J. Ginger
- Coco J. Ginger
