Rose petals fall
from a sky black as pitch.
They rot when you catch them
on your tongue.
The lollipop bobs between
your ruby-red lips,
reminding you of a
love lost,
love festered.
Like cotton candy,
everything turns to ash.
Swallow it down.
Sip this poison as you would wine,
let it sting your cut-up mouth.
The rain makes your eyes bleed
tears of ink,
of black,
to match the sky.
Please tell me what you think
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yanno what, this one reminds me of The Candy Darlings.
i like it skye-girl -
I really like this.
Is anything wrong?? -
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No, actually. For once, everything's right.
Thanks, girly.
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