there was a kid who was soured by life
but refused to let it sour him.
he succumbed and felt open anew of anothers pure sweet
in which
he sullied since
as at sweet's core he was soured
and he stayed that way for way more
than an hour
he knows his distance
and his own sweet heart he knows in his chest to visit
feels still more than pained
by an even more sinister'd soured visit