Chocolate is sweet. Doesn't matter of what chocolate I kind over...
Just the melt of sweet, hot mind over it.
Of how the chocolate is my skin and the orders of my skin is control of minds I never recognize.
The money over this chocolate and the hate over it, that it's has no poem to start with....
But a story, chocolate's definition is presented as one in kind or one over kind..
Chocolate is dangerous.............
Of how the sweet melting and blindness takes over the mind of our head and use us as a robot.
That we seem to follow.
