#sacchrine
Painful stabbing of saccharine
Are not words that describe me
I hope you find love in the right places
Because this seems like a grasp of bitterness
Towards me
And it's not fair
I wouldn't want to leave you impaired
Only you can heal yourself
Let my ink dry onto the paper
Let me circulate a special girl's water vapor
Don't attempt to taper
My flavor
In the literary ice cream truck
Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 11:15 PM UTC