Your sickly sweet occlusions
swirling around masquerading as antimatter
half way up and halfway down
youre never where you should be found
they say crazy is as crazy does
candy cotton air and facetious vanity
poking at my lost sanity wears
you think this candy cane won't snap
but you fucked up
now you deal with my crap.
Peace.
Lmao...I love your sarcasm..
Lmao...I love your sarcasm.. (you're not good for me).
~peace~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Marvelous!
Marvelous!