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Aimee De Mooy

Abstract

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Aimee De Mooy

Abstract

Sugar

Sugar

1 min
133

Call me your sugar,

If you like it sweet.

They call me a heartbreaker,

But I'll make you complete.


Call me your sugar,

If that is your taste.

I sting like a bee,

But my lips are honey laced.


Call me your sugar,

If you want a rush.

I'll float far away,

But our lips might brush.


Call me your sugar,

If you like them to like me.

Cut like a blade,

But no sweeter could I be.


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