My mouth is full of sugar
Everything that leaves it, sweetened
But inside it is rotting, mold feeds on the crystals
Making my end bitter, hard to swallow, like poison
Cough drops, soothing your throat
And feeding my addiction of lying through corroded teeth
Giving gumdrops of the truth
Choking on the sugar-coated explanation of my feelings
Hiding the decay with sayings like I’m fine
You have a thing for sweets
And my mouth is full of sugar
But my dentist always said
Candy is bad for your teeth
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About the Creator
Kwinn Brady
A queer artist, activist, and college student doing product reviews, poetry, and explanation posts.
Check out (and buy) my art at https://instagram.com/kab_arts18/.
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