Like a desert longing for the rain
My mouth is left parched and dry
The sweet sticky sprinkles of salt
Lingering from the long lost sea
Filling me with melancholy
You are like a sour punch to the face
Sweet and sour to the taste
Visions of green and pink
I love you my sweet
Though I know you are no good for me
There's only so many blows I can take
Before my heart strings break
Sep 12, 2014
Sep 12, 2014 at 3:03 AM UTC
Like a desert longing for the rain
My mouth is left parched and dry
The sweet sticky sprinkles of salt
Lingering from the long lost sea
Filling me with melancholy
You are like a sour punch to the face
Sweet and sour to the taste
Visions of green and pink
I love you my sweet
Though I know you are no good for me
There's only so many blows I can take
Before my heart strings break
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