Sugar

foreverisreallytomorrow

Touching, tasting, memorized by the memories of sweet indulgence, or what seemed to be.

Bitter tastes of appetites for the internal vices we live by
Bypass the pinch of reality: topped off with pure cane sugar,

Dusting whole foods to the side of the bed where the shadows live.
Who would’ve thought that adolescent mistakes could make it this far

Or that innocent curiosity would draw the thin line between laying in gardens of roses and playing in the fire?

This again makes for the greatest dilemma of the evening
Transforming one sacrifice into many moral victories.

Taste is sweet, yet strong enough to kill even the strongest form of resistance.

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