Lips coated in thick honey
To sweeten the words you speak.
What I failed to realize is you're no bee;
Dainty, fuzzy, and needed.
Behind the sweet honey you've stolen
Lies the infestation of wasps
Ready to sting.
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The Unexpected
PoetryA collection of poems about my life, my feelings, my thoughts, basically about me. It's the things I don't ever speak of but write down instead. Warning: some poems may trigger you so read at caution A/N: They're not the best since I just write them...
