sugar coated people, we all are, dressed up in cloaks, cloaks of sweet words, uttered by cherry lips, inside those cloaks, we are just humans, on the outside, but beasts from inside, with our brutal eyes, hiding our darkside, it's not that, i just am, or you just are, the bitter truth is, we all are...........
Sickly sweet boys fill honey combs like goblin hands in tiny gloves. They taste like gummy vows and glass letters. These boys will rot you from the inside out, painting organs with grainy sugar, which dissolves to sour acid. Beware!
Sickly sweet boys know the right flavours, yet their labels are flawed. Always lick before biting. Toothaches are common, but sugar rushes won’t last forever.
Sickly sweet boys don’t stay sweet for long. Candy loses tang over time, coating is just coating. Inside is a viperous liquid that oozes like oil. Ebony, boiling, sticky. Your tongue will never be pink again.
you're wearing bright red lipstick and a little black dress but you are a mess and you can't even give the taxi the right address. You smell of cinnamon and sugar mixed with marijuana and when you laugh I can see the fillings in the back of your mouth and I resist the urge to touch your cheek and feel the curves of your body beneath your clothes. I can taste smoke at the back of your throat and I remember the way you once wrote. I think maybe I'll love you until this ******* has left my veins. What was your name again?