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May 2019
I was your sugar rush,
You craved me for a short amount of time.
Begging me
Asking me
To give you more
You devoured my love.
You tasted my lips,
The lips you said tasted like brown sugar.
I was always on your mind
My warm honey colored body
And my brown sugar lips
You craved my curls.
My dark brown eyes
Everything…

But eventually your craving ended
You no longer begged me
And asked me
You became too full
The hunger you had for me went away
You told me you desire something “Healthier”
Something “better”
Our love was sweet
Maybe too sweet
And sometimes too much sweetness
Can make you sick.
Written by
Ava Courtney
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     Riz Mack and Mack
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