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Sad-istic

A bit sadistic

I have become

Pain is sweet when you've gone a little numb

 

A spoon full of sugar makes the medicine go down

The wind's touch on my skin is making your jabs slow down

 

Like pokes

Slow pokes

 

Almost feels like a massage

This mirage

I paint

 

Cause a spoon full of sugar makes the medicine go down

 

I take it in

This gut pinch

This heart clinch

This throat itch

 

And the tears that hydrate my eyes

Wiping it all over my face let the salt purify my skin and sink in

 

And the annoying honks in the crowded street start creating a beat

I've seen this before yet I take a seat

 

Cause a spoon full of sugar makes the medicine go down

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lina-s
Lebanese
Published
Jan 4, 2020
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