Should I wait for the sugar to down this bitter pill?
'Cause it's been sitting here for a while
In my closed mouth, on my very tongue.
Should I wait to trade sadness for a smile?
Water might be cold,
And it just might do the trick.
But the fleeting moment through my throat,
Might make me yearn the kick.
I might just get used to
The pricks my buds feel.
The plastic must have melted
But I'm waiting here still.
(8:19 7/27/2012 Dorm Room) He didn't reply.
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