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Jan 2021
Caramel voice
Drips down my throat
Coating my innards
With poison and sweet



Caramel whispers
Covering your venom
Travel into my stomach
Become tar
And stop me.  

Caramel voice
Coating my mind
Gooey and murky and glazing  

Casing my thoughts

That all taste like you
That all intoxicate me
You and your caramel words.
To my favorite narcisist.
Verity Lane
Written by
Verity Lane  30/F
   Imran Islam, Safana and Colm
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