It hurts so much,the child cried,palm on cheeks,
As her tooth ached..
The dark holes in her teeth,it had made it all gone bad..
Did you have a lot of sugar,her mother asked,looking at the teeth..
The child just peeked at her from behind her palms,
Pouting,nodding no,then on a glare,nodding yes .
Yes,I had so much sugar,but dark,black sugar..
It made my bones weak,fragile .
Even my fingertips ache at times,she showed the broken nails..
What happened after that,no one knew,
But it seemed those eyes,had tears,
That the child in her arms hated the most..
Of course,if it comes to her,then that child can turn into a possessive devil..
You hurt her,you see the worst side of the innocent smiling devil..
