Candy,
it wasn’t that he tried to ruin your life,
he was merely trying to make his better.
He came into your life with a bang and you liked it,
everything beyond him was insignificant.
The moments he gave you were of liquid,
drowning in everything so beautiful.
You had finally found that magic glue
that held all other things together,
you were so perfectly complete.
It was lethal, but you liked it.
But, the day he left,
was the day the sky turned in on it self,
no more air to breath.
Everything beyond him was insignificant
The moments he gave you are of liquid,
drowning in everything that should’ve.
From glue to wax
all other things now lost
as you sit there so completely frozen.
It is lethal, but you know this
The tide has come and gone,
as you lay there, stranded on the sand,
What was, now is,
once a rock, now sand.
From Yellow, to Black, to Purple, to White…
Candy, is no more.
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