Sour Patch
Mama always used to say live within the present,
To maintain myself strong,
To love the past, but just forget it,
A taste of history,
Can't last within my teeth.
You're the candy I've been chewing for as long as I remember,
It started out so sweet,
So soft, and just when it got tender,
The flavor starts to fade,
Along with your parade,
Of spiked roses with confetti thrown straight into my eyes,
It stung a little bit,
But hey, we all have to cry,
At least once in our life,
Although for you, it's my sixth time.
Don't worry 'cause a guy like you really isn't worth it,
I'll spit you right back out,
Onto the wrapper in my pocket,
I dont want cavities,
From chewing artificial candy.
I came to notice that the sugarcoated melts tomorrow,
It's a temporary liking,
Well that's about all that I do know,
But for now my lesson learned,
Is to choose better candy on my next turn.
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