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He’s sweet I bite into him and feel the juices pool in my throat He’s bitter His aftertaste The sting of rejection lingers in my mouth I’ve always been addicted to grapefruit Its natural tang much like melancholy Much like the nightshade of my heart I bite off more than I can chew I live for contradiction And it’s addiction to love Grapefruit is a woman A woman who feels too deeply A woman who is sweet and sour The woman I’ll never be I can only consume I ate too much Grapefruit is the man I love Sweet and bitter The sting of rejection lingers in his mouth Give me more I’m still addicted
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Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 2:14 PM UTC
Grapefruit
He’s sweet I bite into him and feel the juices pool in my throat He’s bitter His aftertaste The sting of rejection lingers in my mouth I’ve always been addicted to grapefruit Its natural tang much like melancholy Much like the nightshade of my heart I bite off more than I can chew I live for contradiction And it’s addiction to love Grapefruit is a woman A woman who feels too deeply A woman who is sweet and sour The woman I’ll never be I can only consume I ate too much Grapefruit is the man I love Sweet and bitter The sting of rejection lingers in his mouth Give me more I’m still addicted
Rad-and-sad
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25/F/New York
Nov 7, 2017
Nov 7, 2017 at 2:14 PM UTC
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