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wasn't someone big,
just someone spun around something to exist.
wasn't someone strong,
crushed with the least of your words.
but i was real.
i was almost a candyfloss,
and the last ingredient
i need for me to be one
is to be attractive.
but i won't be real
if i'll say i am.
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YOU ARE READING
Sugarcoat
Poetry𝙎𝙪𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙤𝙖𝙩 ╰ a s e r i e s o f p o e m s ╰ c o m p l e t e d "The truth is underneath the layers of sugar; scrub the condiments off your eyes."
