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CANDY
She can't take the noise.
The party is way to loud for her,
and she says,
"I need something sweet."
I lead her down the hall.
Into the room of broken dolls,
and I feel,
She is something sweet.
Oh candy surprise,
what will I find inside
when I bite,
And will she find the piece she's looking for?
Among the scattered parts.
In the corners,dark.
I hear the heartbeats,
Begging for a form...
She tastes like candy-
Sugar on the ceiling.
Just like candy-
Her sugar on the walls.
She tastes like candy-
Now forever with the dolls,
Her sugar stains...
And seeps beneath the floor.
The party is way to loud for her,
and she says,
"I need something sweet."
I lead her down the hall.
Into the room of broken dolls,
and I feel,
She is something sweet.
Oh candy surprise,
what will I find inside
when I bite,
And will she find the piece she's looking for?
Among the scattered parts.
In the corners,dark.
I hear the heartbeats,
Begging for a form...
She tastes like candy-
Sugar on the ceiling.
Just like candy-
Her sugar on the walls.
She tastes like candy-
Now forever with the dolls,
Her sugar stains...
And seeps beneath the floor.
Published 11th Jun 2017
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18th Jun 2017 2:53am
4th Dec 2017 9:47pm
This is intense, I can see it, taste it, and you've left a cavity in my mind... also love the use of dolls as well, paints a perfect picture for me, right up my street, thank you.
