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☂︎ wisdom teeth ☂︎ V.

An incels regrets

I long for you, my sweet

I can feel you in my heartbeat

A sugary sense in my wisdom teeth

All you left is an indent in my sheets

Now you taste like blood in my mouth

You're not sweet anymore

What ever happened to you

You were one of my sweet treats

You're no longer my sugary lover

Now a sour, bitter acquaintance

Now too high maintenance

What ever happened, my dear

To my poor sugary lover