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Medically Induced Coma.
Don't do it pulpy.
Don't even try to console me.
Your aroma of hell,permeates the air.
Between my eyes and lips,refuses to lose control.
Your out of tune tone. I won't let affect me.
Who are you lying to?
Me,or the"Dirty snowballs" heading our way.
Saying,wait for me,my saliva chewed through,
a bittersweet mistake?
Stop confusing me.
© CandyFlossMonet. April 2023
Don't even try to console me.
Your aroma of hell,permeates the air.
Between my eyes and lips,refuses to lose control.
Your out of tune tone. I won't let affect me.
Who are you lying to?
Me,or the"Dirty snowballs" heading our way.
Saying,wait for me,my saliva chewed through,
a bittersweet mistake?
Stop confusing me.
© CandyFlossMonet. April 2023
Published 7th Apr 2023
Author's Note
"Dirty Snowballs" is a term created by Astronomer Fred Whipple.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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